A review by amyotheramy
Brother. Prince. Snake. by Cecil Castellucci

2.0

The witch was right about my voice. While no one could stand the sight of me or the sound of my voice when I spoke, even I was calm when I sang. And if I closed my eyes, when I sang, I felt like a man.

A retelling of the fairy tale about the Lindwurm prince. Honestly, no one wants to read about a monster who is a wuss, do they?