Resistance (Part 3)
Heia looked at the back of Zeydar who stood in the light of the morning looking deadly serious and completely sober, although she knew he was hopped up on Sweet Dreams. He stood outside the bus looking out to the world, as if he had never seen it in person people. Heia figured he never had, having been in CloudCity after CloudCity his entire life. The smell of their breakfast, or dinner depending on the perspective, clung to the air as a memory. It would perhaps be the last dinner they could cook out in the open for a long time.
“Alright.” Zeydar spun his staff looking back to all those who were airing out the bus and preparing for their sleep. “We will just need a half hour.”
“You got it, but nothing more.” Evester answered for them. Most had not gotten a goo night sleep, save Phil, Lynx, and Onyx, who were on duty to drive that morning and afternoon as everyone else caught up on sleep. “We are going to sleep.”
“Go ahead.” Zeydar looked to Kony who stood next to Heia. “Ready?”
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Resistance (Part 2)
Zeydar’s head rolled on Evester’s shoulder as the bus bounced a bit along the dirt road away from the Tower. He was finally asleep, after having Dreamed awake for a few hours. Evester could care less that a potentially dangerous weapon had fallen asleep on him. Evester was probably the only one he truly knew out of all of them. He didn’t care how easy it had been for them to get out of the encirclement without being caught. He didn’t care that at the moment he had an exponentially larger team than expected. No, what bothered him at that moment was what Zeydar had said, that he had been on Dreams since he was a kid because of the Stars. It hadn’t hit Evester before, but in that moment Evester understood what Kim and Uly had felt when they’d brought Crass, Rayda, Lynx, and Onyx into the team. Evester wanted nothing more than to help Zeydar and he didn’t know why.
“Where do we go?” Kim asked walking to the back as they drove through the night. She spoke so loudly it startled Evester. Evester looked to her, then to Heia who sat in the seat across from Evester. She glanced over to him, fully awake, and then up to Kim herself. Evester looked back to Kim seeing her looking at Zeydar before returning her focus to Evester.
“Safe house.” Evester whispered not wanting to wake the others.
“Yes, but where. You keep saying that but where.” Kim sat on the seat with Heia. Heia shot Kim a look and then moved over a bit, letting Kim sit comfortably. Kim smiled back at her before glaring at Evester.
Continue reading “YP – B2: UtGoaFN – Chapter 50 (Chapter 96)”
It was raining. Again. Which was not to say that she hated rain, but that it was frustrating conditions to go through when she already had an arm injury that ached from the rain and made her curse the storms.
She’d been injured the first time, on the inside of her forearm, while maneuvering through a course in the rain. She’d been injured, once again on the same arm but the backside, in capture the flag, where she’d saved the flag from drowning in the river. She’d thought herself fine at the time, a few stitches, maybe some healing ointment, and it would be fine.
It was not fine.
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It’s hard to imagine a world without heroes.
Throughout all of human history heroes have existed. To vanquish gods and demons alike. To save the collapse of cities. To rise and to fall. They have existed. Forever. In every country. Across the world. Heroes.
And like all heroes there are villains. Villains of such power and magnitude that it took a dozen heroes to take the villain down. Villains whose name strike fear into the hearts of all those who exist today.
In modern society, we know these villains and heroes, throughout all of history, to be derived from twenty mystical powers bestowed to humanity. Of the twenty that were said to have existed, only eighteen remain intact.
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WAH! Another year. Another Magical Readathon. Here is my OWLs List. I am kind of bending the rules again this time, with a few of the prompts, but not by much. Anyway, to begin with I should let you know what the Magical Readathon is, and the OWLS.
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A complete Archive of all reviews from the month of March (2020):
Total Number of Reviews : 7
Books : 7
Novellas : 0
Series Reviews : 0
Series Reading Time Reviews: 0
Poetry : 0
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I completely forgot to buy the rest of the Lorien Legacies Reborn books, which means that I was not able to finish the series like I originally wanted to. It also means that I will not have that series reading thoughts post out until I read those last books. If you were waiting for it, it is not coming any time soon because of isolation protocols.
Anyway! Without much more of a wait. What I read in March.
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Second Book for the day.
So listen, there is a lot to unpack for this book and I really just didn’t go into it. There is two parts to the controversy for this book. One is that this book had a seven company bidding war as well as a large number payment for the book deal. The fact that this book also got on Oprah’s Book Club, is also to be considered. These two facts tied on to the fact that the author has no experience for what is told in this novel outside of research, is enough to cause a controversy. This is an issue primarily for POC authors who have been trying to write similar stories. This is a publication controversy. That’s only the first half.
I was almost tempted to not post this review, because I feel rather naive about the controversy about this book for the second half of it. The second half of the controversy comes from how the characters were portrayed in this novel, the content controversy, being called stereotypes amongst other things. With all the reviews I read, I understand it is clear that Lydia comes across as an American tourist more than a Mexican woman. Additionally people cite how not much happens in character arcs but trauma, which I can agree with in a look back. The characters change because of trauma, and not much else growth. There are a few other things that I would recommend looking up for yourself.
I feel odd rating this book well because I don’t think it was horribly written and it did make me feel things and care. But rating it horribly seems like a cop out because I don’t hate this book, even with my research.
I think that this book can be used as a talking ground on why this (the situation regarding the publication of the book and book portrayal itself) isn’t okay, and also to speak on refugee situations. It is for that reason that I am posting this review at all.
Additionally, this review is pretty gutted when compared to my standard for reviews. Part of this has to do with the medium of reading. I was reading this book on my ipad while on trains. This means I reread a lot because I can’t focus on digital versions of books. Please note that this review was written before I did a lot more research for this specific book and topic, stuff I wanted to know for book club. I did more after book club as well. As such I mention wanting to do more research a bit, and that is a past thought.
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First review for the day. I was not able to finish the Lorien Legacies for one reason or another, and so we will see how reviews will break down from this point on. I hope you are all doing well Voidfriends.
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A soft murmur of voices cascaded through the tavern. Another person dead, last week, from what he could tell. A traveler from a distant place this time. Still, no closer to killing the beasts in the waters off the shore of the village. Still, no closer to saving the town from ruin. Many hunters were in the tavern, hoping to slay the beast. The glory, however, could only go to one of them.
“Are you going to stay, sir?” A small girl, no more than ten asked him. She was a pale thing, scrawny, and dressed in tatters. But there was a beauty to her that would come into fruition as she grew older.
“Yes, a room for one please.” He answered her.
“For a night or forever?” She asked with a tilt of her head and a small smile. From across the tavern he could see the tavern keeper, a beauty to behold in these parts. It was a wonder how some great noble lord had not swept her off her feet and carried her back to his castle. The woman must have been a cunning one, sweet words and bitter lies. A mother teaching this girl to con people with doe eyes.
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