"A considerable work of assimilative scholarship and common sense...races along merrily."—The Boston Globe.
This book almost ruined my education.
In the first, I don't know, 30 pages or so a character is "overwhelmed" by the smell of frozen urine. Frozen things don't smell, let alone overwhelmingly.
I have to give them a shoutout because they were kind enough to offer me a room to stay in. It's like they already know I would require medical assistance to deal with THEM FEELS I'M ABOUT TO ENDURE.!!!
Yes, that is dramatic but I don't even care because this book gave me everything I wanted and more. This is a guilty pleasure for me but not so guilty since I will always admit my love for this book/series.
For honesty's sake, the last two thirds of the book I could only bring myself to skim through (and I'm quite proud of myself for managing even that). The first third had accurately enlightened me as to what I was to expect, and my (abysmally low) expectations were met point by point.
All I can say is wow. I am entirely drained, emotionally and mentally, but it was well worth the price. I'll write more once I process, but I needed that life lesson right now.
In these early days after the release, I'll say little and spoil nothing. This is wholly because I'm considerate and benevolent and not at all because I'm sobbing and incoherent at the end of a favorite trilogy.
THIS BOOK TOTALLY WRECKED ME. In the best possible way (because I’m thrilled to cry for a day straight? Idk). First of all, the scope of this story is extraordinary. Events from the first half that seemed so important at the time now feel like minuscule details in the face of this EPIC PLOT.