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429 pages, Hardcover
First published September 29, 2016
¡°It smelled like the middle of the night¡±
¡°He tasted like midnight and wind¡±
¡°Tella¡¯s expression fell, like a doll Scarlett had dropped.¡±
¡°Something about him made her feel perilous shades of silky black.¡±
¡°The world tasted like lies and ashes when Scarlett woke.¡±
¡°Something acidic and moldy and burnt bubbled up through Scarlett¡¯s throat - the taste of death.¡±
He had the sort of profile meant for sculptors and painters. Full lips, strong jaw, coal-dark eyes sheltered by thick, dark brows.
Welcome, welcome to Caraval! The grandest show on land or by sea.Ever since Scarlett was a child, she heard tales of the wonderful, mysterious and dangerous Caraval.
What happens beyond this gate may frighten or excite you, but don¡¯t let any of it trick you. We will try to convince you it¡¯s real, but all of it is a performance. A world built of make-believe.Our lovely Scarlett believes everything - every single thing - that is said to her.
He tasted like midnight and wind, and shades of rich brown and light blue.And, even better:
It tasted like the moment before night gives birth to morning. It was like the end of one thing and the beginning of something else all wrapped up togetherSwoooooon.
¡°Whatever you've heard about Caraval, it doesn't compare to the reality. It's more than a game or a performance. ¡°It¡¯s the closest you¡¯ll ever find to magic in this world.¡±
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¨t ? ?? ¡°when his soft lips touched her skin the entire world shattered into a million shards of colored glass.¡±
Our futures are only predictable because as creatures of this world we are predictable.
? My little liar, Julian mouthed.?
"Legend¡¯s special guest had made Scarlett feel privileged. For the first time in her life, she¡¯d felt special. Chosen. But once again, rather than feeling as if she were playing the game, it seemed as if the game were playing with her."