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360 pages, Hardcover
First published June 5, 2016
She liked the idea that there were a hundred different Kates, living a hundred different lives.
Maybe in one of them, there were no monsters.
鈥淐orsai, Corsai, tooth and claw,
Shadow and bone will eat you raw.鈥�
鈥淐orsai, Corsai, tooth and claw,Hell, one of our protagonists is a monster himself. But outside of the setting itself, I found this book emotionless and just...rather dull.
Shadow and bone will eat you raw.
Malchai, Malchai, sharp and sly,
Smile and bite and drink you dry.鈥�
鈥淪unai, Sunai, eyes like coal,
Sing you a song and steal your soul.鈥�
The night Kate Harker decided to burn down the school chapel, she wasn鈥檛 angry or drunk. She was desperate.Yeah. No. I want a character with inner strength. I don't want a character who does whatever the fuck she wants just to get her own way.
Burning down the church was really a last resort; she鈥檇 already broken a girl鈥檚 nose, smoked in the dormitories, cheated on her first exam, and verbally harassed three of the nuns.
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"Plenty of humans are monstrous and plenty of monsters know how to play at being human."
鈥淟eo could turn a part of himself without losing the whole.
Because there was no whole left.
Nothing human.鈥�
鈥淢onsters, monsters, big and small,
"They're gonna come and eat you all.
鈥淚t hurts,鈥� he whispered.
鈥淲hat does?鈥� asked Kate.
鈥淏eing. Not being. Giving in. Holding out. No matter what I do, it hurts.鈥� Kate tipped her head back against the tub. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 life, August,鈥� she said. 鈥淵ou wanted to feel alive, right? It doesn鈥檛 matter if you鈥檙e monster or human. Living hurts.鈥�
鈥淓very weakness exposes flesh,鈥� he'd said, 鈥渁nd flesh invites a knife.鈥�
鈥淲e are not servants. We are not slaves. We are wolves among sheep. Monsters among men鈥ur time is coming.鈥�
"Plenty of humans are monstrous and plenty of monsters know how to play at being human."
鈥淲hy did everyone have to ruin the quiet by asking questions? The truth was a disastrous thing.鈥�
鈥淏ut the teacher had been right about one thing: violence breeds.
Someone pulls a trigger, sets off a bomb, drives a bus full of tourists off a bridge, and what's left in the wake isn't just shell casings, wreckage, bodies. There's something else. Something bad. An aftermath. A recoil. A reaction to all that anger and pain and death.鈥�
鈥淚t's a monster's world.鈥�
鈥淢onsters, monsters, big and small,
They're gonna come and eat you all.鈥�
鈥淚 live in a world where shadows have teeth. It's not a particularly relaxing environment.鈥�
"I read somewhere," said Kate, "that people are made of stardust."
He dragged his eyes from the sky. "Really?"
"Maybe that's what you're made of. Just like us."
And despite everything, August smiled.
鈥淲hy would you even want to be human? We鈥檙e fragile. We die.鈥�
鈥淵ou also live. You don鈥檛 spend every day wondering why you exist, but don鈥檛 feel real, why you look human, but can鈥檛 be. You don鈥檛 do everything you can to be a good person only to have it constantly thrown in your face that you鈥檙e not a person at all.鈥�
"She liked the idea that there were a hundred different Kates, living a hundred different lives.
Maybe in one of them, there were no monsters."
鈥淲e are the darkest acts made light.鈥�
鈥淵ou鈥檙e not your father.鈥�
Kate tensed imperceptibly at that, then managed to draw her mouth into a small, cruel smile. 鈥淐an I tell you a secret?鈥�
鈥淥f course,鈥� said Rachel.
Kate leaned in and brought her lips to the girl鈥檚 ear. 鈥淚鈥檓 much worse.鈥�
鈥淲hy are there so many shadows in the world, Kate? Shouldn鈥檛 there be just as much light?鈥�
鈥淚t was a cruel trick of the universe, thought August, that he only felt human after doing something monstrous.鈥�
鈥淚 am Sunai,鈥� he said. 鈥淚 am holy fire. And if I have to burn the world to cleanse it, so help me, I will.鈥�
鈥淗e could be the monster if it kept others human.鈥�
鈥淓ven if surviving wasn't simple, or easy, or fair.
Even if he could never be human.
He wanted the chance to matter.
He wanted to live.鈥�
"And you?" asked Kate. "Your brother is righteous, your sister is scattered. What does that make you?"
When August answered, the word was small, almost too quiet to hear. "Lost."
鈥淵ou鈥檙e not your father.鈥�
Kate tensed imperceptibly at that, then managed to draw her mouth into a small, cruel smile. 鈥淐an I tell you a secret?鈥�
鈥淥f course,鈥� said Rachel.
Kate leaned in and brought her lips to the girl鈥檚 ear. 鈥淚鈥檓 much worse.鈥�
"Be careful, parents told their children, be good, or the Corsai will come, but the truth was the Corsai didn't care if you were careful or good. They swam in darkness and fed on fear, their bodies sick, distended shapes that looked human only if you caught them out of the corner of your eye."
"This was the opposite of peace. He felt alive 鈥� so alive 鈥� but tarnished, his sense screaming and his head a tangle of dark thoughts and feelings and power, and he was drowning and shivering and burning alive."