"It was impossible, of course. But when did that ever stop any dreamer from dreaming?"
PAGES: 448 (Ebook)
SYNOPSIS: Lazlo, an orphan and a junior library who is obsessed with the mythical city of Weep was given the chance to visit it.
RATING: 5/5!NON-SPOILERY REVIEW
Honestly, I had a hard time reading this at first. It took me three times before I could fully absorb what was happening. It wasn't because the book was boring or anything like that, it was because the words used by Laini Taylor are so deep and beautiful that it took my brain three times before it could appreciate and process it properly.
This book had a slow pacing. It took me several days before I was able to finish it. There was so much world building about this new world that Laini created. The way she writes is very beautiful to read.
Like the Daughter of Smoke and Bone, the world was very unique and interesting to read about. The world of gods and humans. The troubles and adventures the characters had were very painful and lovely to read about. The story itself was deep and heartbreaking to think read about. It kind of relates to what is really happening in the world such as the racism because of different colors.
The characters were all lovely and some of them you would really get attached to. There were also some characters who you'll have love-hate relationships with because of their actions and thoughts. Lazlo was a really interesting lead character because he wasn't you're typical golden boy. He was just a simple orphan who loves reading about the lost city of Weep. He was very adorable and sincere in everything he does. I love his reactions every time he experiences something new in life. Meanwhile, Sarai was also very interesting. Her personality and line of thought was really deep and rich to read about. She understood why the humans had to do what they did and for that I found her amazing.
Overall, this is an amazing start to a new series and I can't wait for the next book because it kind of ended in a cliffhanger-y way.
This book had a slow pacing. It took me several days before I was able to finish it. There was so much world building about this new world that Laini created. The way she writes is very beautiful to read.
Like the Daughter of Smoke and Bone, the world was very unique and interesting to read about. The world of gods and humans. The troubles and adventures the characters had were very painful and lovely to read about. The story itself was deep and heartbreaking to think read about. It kind of relates to what is really happening in the world such as the racism because of different colors.
The characters were all lovely and some of them you would really get attached to. There were also some characters who you'll have love-hate relationships with because of their actions and thoughts. Lazlo was a really interesting lead character because he wasn't you're typical golden boy. He was just a simple orphan who loves reading about the lost city of Weep. He was very adorable and sincere in everything he does. I love his reactions every time he experiences something new in life. Meanwhile, Sarai was also very interesting. Her personality and line of thought was really deep and rich to read about. She understood why the humans had to do what they did and for that I found her amazing.
Overall, this is an amazing start to a new series and I can't wait for the next book because it kind of ended in a cliffhanger-y way.
FAVORITE QUOTES:
"I'm going to Weep, he thought, and could have laughed at the pun, but kept his composure..."
"Dream up something wild and improbable," she pleaded. "Something beautiful and full of monsters."
"Beautiful and full of monsters?"
"All the best stories are."
"And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can."
"Some men are born for great things, and others to help great men do great things."
Inside a dream.
Within a lost city.
In the shadow of an angel.
At the brink of calamity.
"Theirs wasn't the only love story ended by the gods, but it was the only one that ended the gods."
"I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And ..." His voice grew bashful. Only in a dream could he be so bold and speak such words. "I hope you'll let me be in your story.
"It's just a dream, she answered, though of course it was so much more."
The world seemed more beautiful, less brutal - and so did the future - because Lazlo was in it.
In the wake of the dream, anything seemed possible. Even freedom. Even love.
But it was hard to hold on to that feeling as reality reasserted itself.
They realized, all of them - in that moment if they hadn't already - how fond of the young outsider they'd grown. And even if they knew death was coming for them, none of them wanted to see him die first.
This young man whom they had found at a library in a distant land, whom they had taken into their hearts and into their homes, and whom they valued above any outsider they had ever known, was also, impossibly, godspawn.
A girl had fallen from the sky. She was blue. And she was dead.
A new story was beginning. You had only to look at Lazlo to know it would be brilliant. And Sarai could not be in it.
How could it be that in his triumph he had saved everyone but her?
"Dream up something wild and improbable," she pleaded. "Something beautiful and full of monsters."
"Beautiful and full of monsters?"
"All the best stories are."
"And that's how you go on. You lay laughter over the dark parts. The more dark parts, the more you have to laugh. With defiance, with abandon, with hysteria, any way you can."
"Some men are born for great things, and others to help great men do great things."
Inside a dream.
Within a lost city.
In the shadow of an angel.
At the brink of calamity.
"Theirs wasn't the only love story ended by the gods, but it was the only one that ended the gods."
"I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And ..." His voice grew bashful. Only in a dream could he be so bold and speak such words. "I hope you'll let me be in your story.
"It's just a dream, she answered, though of course it was so much more."
The world seemed more beautiful, less brutal - and so did the future - because Lazlo was in it.
In the wake of the dream, anything seemed possible. Even freedom. Even love.
But it was hard to hold on to that feeling as reality reasserted itself.
They realized, all of them - in that moment if they hadn't already - how fond of the young outsider they'd grown. And even if they knew death was coming for them, none of them wanted to see him die first.
This young man whom they had found at a library in a distant land, whom they had taken into their hearts and into their homes, and whom they valued above any outsider they had ever known, was also, impossibly, godspawn.
A girl had fallen from the sky. She was blue. And she was dead.
A new story was beginning. You had only to look at Lazlo to know it would be brilliant. And Sarai could not be in it.
How could it be that in his triumph he had saved everyone but her?
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