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I'm a big fan of your content, happy to see someone covering the Black Library so consistently. I usually skip the reviews as we're not reading (or listening to) the same books, so I was interested to read this, as I also recently finished Prospero Burns in audio format. It's funny to see how much we disagree :)

For me it took some time to get used to Gareth Armstrong, found him a bit too "light" after listening to lots of the excellent Toby Longworth. I think Prospero Burns is one of his better works, he found expressive voices for the main character and the Space Wolves. (Nowadays, I actually prefer him over Keeble as I'm going through the Horus Heresy. Probably a minority opinion.)

I mostly listen to audiobooks out of necessity, as I don't have the time to sit down with a book, but I can devour lots of Warhammer while driving or exercising. This was one of those audiobooks where I actually enjoyed the added experience that comes with the format. In addition to the fitting voices, the repetitive structure of the story was actually enhanced by hearing the same passages instead of just looking at the same text. It just triggers the brain differently somehow, I think.

As for the story, thankfully I read in advance that the title is misleading, so I could adjust my expectations accordingly and didn't have the confusion and disappointment many experience when picking up this book. I still went in with reservations, though, as I already read Know No Fear, the much-lauded subsequent Heresy novel from Abnett, and didn't really like it. Also, I find that Space Wolves can be dreadfully boring and one-note.

So imagine my surprise when the novel actually tried and succeeded in taking a deep, uncompromising look at the faction and making them the most compelling part of the narrative. I wasn't waiting to get to the plot advancements, I actually enjoyed just hanging out with them. Instead of softening their edges and making them relatable, the book presents them in all their viciousness and brutality, and invites us to try and understand them as they are.

Upon reflection, I can concede that the novel can be considered self-indulgent. I guess for me it was the exact right kind of self-indulgent. It may be too much ketchup, but it's my favorite kind of ketchup, so I'm happy if they slather it all over my sandwich. But I recognize my failing and I will be sure to correct it...

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