Ever since I read “The Black Stallion” by Walter Farley as a child, I’ve been looking for a book that captures the emotional relationship between a horse and a human being, like the one Alec and The Black had. With Stiefvater’s The Scorpio Races I’ve finally stumbled across a novel that brings me straight back on the back of a horse, feeling the wind rustle through my hair and having a sense of freedom that literally nothing else could give you.
The Scorpio Races is an amazing read and the only reason for not getting five stars from me is the incredible slow beginning. I’m sorry to say, that the first 120 pages were exhausting to get through, but once you’ve made it past those it will have you in its grip and won’t let you go even after you’ve finished it.
Everyone who has read Stiefvater before will know how her language is out of this world, and it just goes so hand in hand with the plot and the legend of the waterhorses. Also, the display of the cruelty and beauty of nature and the fact that it can never really be controlled by human beings left me more often than not speechless.
And just don’t let me get started on Pucks and Seans relationship. Don’t get me wrong, I like some cheesy, romantic love-story every now and then, but it was just such a bliss to read a book which is actually labelled as Y/A and to not have that whole star-crossed lovers, very emotional questioning of whether they’ll end up together or not.
I’d highly recommend this book to everyone who likes a bit of action, some beautiful language (the number of beautifuls I’ve used in this review is almost embarrassing) with just a tiny bit of romance as the cherry on top. And also, of course to anyone who loves horses and may know the deep bond that can establish between horse and rider.