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Seventeen-year-old Karou, a lovely, enigmatic art student in a Prague boarding school, carries a sketchbook of hideous, frightening monsters--the chimaerae who form the only family she has ever known.
Great read! It was somewhat of an slow start and that is why it got a 4 out of 5 star, but once in - I just couldnt put the book down. Looking forward to book 2 and 3. ( )
Um... I thought for a while that they were going the "omg reincarnated lovers!!!" route and was prepared to be grossed out. I'm glad there was an (ever so slightly) better explanation.
There was a lot I liked and was very much into, and a lot I didn't like and wasn't into. RJ's review pretty much sums up my feelings.
The ending... wow, it was like a punch in the stomach. By that time, they were my favorite characters.
There were just so many ups and downs and likes and dislikes to this one. I'm not sorry I read it, and it's a step up from most YA lit I've read/skimmed recently, but it's far from perfect. ( )
I would actually probably give this three and a half stars. The writing was well done and I liked the story, but I'm not sure I like it enough to continue with the series. I'm not invested in the characters and their future. It's just ok. ( )
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Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.
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For Jane, for a whole new world of possibilities
Primeres paraules
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Walking to school over the snow-muffled cobbles, Karou had no sinister premonitions about the day.
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Humanity, perhaps, that quality of benevolence that humans have, without irony, named after themselves.
She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maidens at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox's tongue. She tastes like hope.
Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes it own magic.
If it's not chocolate, it's not breakfast.
Evanescence was not, in itself, a grim fate. It was the way of things, to be unmade; it happened in natural death, every day.
So you are a child of love. It seems right, that you were made by love.
There was almost always something to take delight in, if you were trying. But this was different. It couldn't be contained. She sometimes imagined it streaming out of her like light.
Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star.
Hope is the real magic, child.
You were true to her, even if she was not to you. Never repent of your own kindness, child. To stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength.
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Seventeen-year-old Karou, a lovely, enigmatic art student in a Prague boarding school, carries a sketchbook of hideous, frightening monsters--the chimaerae who form the only family she has ever known.
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