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352 pages, Hardcover
First published April 11, 2017
Tomorrow is my last day in the world. I am not afraid.
“I would forget everything else,� he murmured, “as long as I didn’t forget who I am with you. This is who I want to be.�
She had wished this day would never end, but more than anything, she wished she could erase the veiled pain in his eyes, the growing shadow of loneliness that awaited him once she was gone. She wished she could forever banish the cold flames that threatened to seal his heart in ice again.
”You are my fire Emi. You are my warmth. Before you, the flames within me were cold as ice.�
“I would have kept you forever, little miko.� His words were soft, almost soundless. ”I would have taken you with me wherever the tides of time carried us, and I would have loved you until the very end.�
� a female lead character who demonstrates unwavering determination, courage despite feeling afraid/incapable and a fierce dedication to her beliefs(Brief side note: As much as I do like the inclusion of certain aspects of Japanese culture, this really is more Japanese mythology fanfiction than an accurate retelling of traditional stories. There are definitely authentic components - such as food, dress, cultural practices - but a lot of liberty was taken with the various kami and yokai featured in the story.)
� a swoon-worthy and forbidden romance with a teasing kitsune
� a wonderful group of secondary characters who develop believable alliances/friendships
� a villain whose motivations actually make sense and who isn't just evil for the sake of being evil
� incredible action scenes featuring elemental magic
� touching moments of emotion and vulnerability
� themes of identity, loneliness, sacrifice, strength in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds, and belief in one's self and choices
� a fascinating blending of urban fantasy with traditional Japanese elements
She didn’t allow herself to consider that her life would end in less than two days. Any soldier stepping into combat expected that day to be his last. This was no different.
Shiro’s arms constricted around her, and only then did she realize her chest was heaving with the silent effort to contain her sobs. Tears streaked her cheeks, cold against her skin.
“I’m sorry,� she gasped, swallowing back her tears. “I just � They—they do another fireworks display after the solstice, b-but I � I won’t …� A sob caught in her throat and she hunched her shoulders to hide her tears, struggling to push the grief and dread back down into her core.
She didn’t allow herself to consider that her life would end in less than two days. Any soldier stepping into combat expected that day to be his last. This was no different.
“Purity and morality are not synonymous. Purity is born of pure intent, of faith and confidence in one’s choices. When one acts with conviction, his ki will be pure and powerful, and that, kamigakari, is the source of all strength.�
’He didn’t love her enough for his soul to be forever changed, but she was afraid her soul had already been rewritten in his flames.�