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Fire by Kristin Cashore
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it was amazing
bookshelves: to-re-read, random-house

From the very first page, this book was breathtaking. I could see in my mind every strand of grass on the fields, every crack in the stones, everything down to the very last leaf on a tree.

At the very being, the main character, Fire, is shot by a mysterious person. I loved this as an introduction; it really makes you ask why she's shot, and by whom. Fire was an excellent character for this book. She was a monster that wished not to be a monster. As interesting as it would be to have those powers, I don't think that I would want them, if I would then be a monster. I love that Fire hates to use her powers, but uses them more and more, and is no longer afraid of using them, but still only does good things with them, unlike her father, Cansrel.

Brigan was definitely my favourite character. He was calm and levelheaded, able to control himself around Fire. I understood why he didn't like Fire at first, even though he seemed really cruel. As time went on in the book, I could see how well Brigan and Fire were suited for each other.

King City was the main setting in Fire. It was also definitely my favourite place in the whole book. I imagined it in a medieval sort of way, with the stones and the castle, the poor and the rich. In my mind, I could see the castle with torches lighting the chambers, and tapestries hanging on the walls.

I don't know why I can't think of much to say about thin book, even though I've read it more than ten times. But either way, this is an excellent book!
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Quotes Willow Liked

“You're the queen, and it's the queen's house, and whatever Brigan may accomplish, he's highly unlikely ever to be queen.”
Kristin Cashore, Fire

“Brigan was saying her name, and he was sending her a feeling. It was courage and strength, and something else too, as if he were standing with her, as if he'd taken her within himself, letting her rest her entire body for a moment on his backbone, her mind in his mind, her heart in the fire of his.
The fire of Brigan's heart was astounding. Fire understood, and almost could not believe, that the feeling he was sending her was love.”
Kristin Cashore, Fire

“Well then," Roen said briskly, "are you sleeping?"
"Yes."
"Come now. A mother can tell when her son lies. Are you eating?"
"No," Brigan said gravely. "I've not eaten in two months. It's a hunger strike to protest the spring flooding in the south."
"Gracious," Roen said, reaching for the fruit bowl. "Have an apple, dear.”
Kristin Cashore, Fire

“I'd thought once, actually, of taking your mind, if you asked. I'd thought I could help you fall asleep at night."
He opened his mouth to say something. Shut it again. His face closed for a moment, his unreadable mask falling into place. He spoke softly. "But that wouldn't be fair; for after I slept you'd be left awake, with no one to help you sleep.”
Kristin Cashore, Fire

“There will be no yelling at people who are bleeding themselves to unconsciousness.”
Kristin Cashore, Fire


Reading Progress

September 24, 2010 – Shelved
December 13, 2010 – Shelved as: to-re-read
May 3, 2011 – Shelved as: random-house
October 11, 2011 – Started Reading
October 14, 2011 – Finished Reading

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