The Hood by Lavie Tidhar
The second book in the Anti-Matter of Britain Quartet – a viscerally entertaining, ominously subversive and poetically profane remixing of the myths and legends that shaped our nation.
God bless you, England, on this glorious Year of Our Lord, 1145.
Things are definitely not right in Nottingham. Rebecca, daughter of a Jewish money-lender, has a sense for it.
A mad monk schemes to resurrect the Christ from body parts. A bone harpist murders creatures of legend for a price. A fae creature binds its wings and embraces a new God and his son.
And don’t even mention the Hood. The Man in Green. The Prince of Thieves. The tick-tock taker of the ten-toll tax.
What hope have the series of sheriffs sent to hold the peace?
It’s the forest, you see. Sherwood. Ice Age ancient, impenetrable, hiding a dark and secret heart. But hearts, no matter how black, no matter how hidden, are not immune to change. The old world is dying… and a terrifying new one is waiting to take its place.
Rebecca senses an opportunity. But how far is she willing to go, and what price – because there is always a price – will she have to pay?
The Hood is Lavie Tidhar’s narcotic reweirding of an ancient English myth, a tale stitched together from legends lost to time, a tale told and retold, reworked and renewed for each passing century. A tale, reader, for today.