This book was like closing your eyes and opening them to see a world full of dreams and wonder, mesmerizing and completely unforgettable.

To be honest, I don’t think I’ve read anything like this before. How can I put my appreciation for this book into words. I can’t, I just alekfdhsdkfh;

Plot, plot, plot

Ok, so plot was a stunning piece of work. It was a well oiled machine that clicked into place with graceful precision. A dreamer makes his dreams come true, a Muse of Nightmares falls in love, the entire world sighs in content. And there’s still so much to discover, to feel, to dream about. Who is the white bird, where did they take the other Mesarthim children, what in the world is up with Lazlo??? I feel like I want to say more but I’m not giving away the plot of this one. Nuh-uh! This is a world to be seen and experienced and pieced together through the binding, magical prose of Laini Taylor.

Speaking of prose…

It was magical. Wait, I think I already said that. Oh well, the truth must be repeated and shouted to the rest of the world. The writing is gorgeous!!! Look at passages like these:

Meanwhile, banished belowstairs where no alchemist would ever look for it, in a book of tales from the Unseen City whimsically titled Miracles for Breakfast , there was mention of another theory: that the alchemist was himself the secret ingredient—that only the conjunction of human soul with elemental soul could give birth to azoth. And there it was, a crumb on a wizard’s beard. Perhaps. (I just love this bit so much.)

And others were born to . . . what? To stand in the crowd and do nothing, try nothing, say nothing, and accept every serving of bitter nothing as their due? No. Just . . . no . (That’s right. You tell them!)

There were dozens of gowns, all of them too grand to wear, and too terrible. Satins and foils and stiff brocades, encrusted with jewels and trimmed in furs with the heads still on, glassy eyes, bared fangs and all. One had a skirt like a cage carved of whalebone, another a long train made of hundreds of doves’ wings all stitched together. There was a bodice of pure molded gold, made to look like a beetle’s carapace, and a fan collar fashioned from the spines of poisonous fish, with tiny teeth sewn in patterns like seed pearls. (Too true, so terrible. Fur and whalebones and bird wings are usually not very ethical fashion choices, agreed.)

Ok, I’ll stop quoting the book, even though, there are so many bookmarks with passages I wanted to quote because either they were beautiful, relatable, inspiring, or all three put together. I could just kiss this book.

Come here, you.

About Characters

The characters were as lovely as everything else. Lazlo, my strange dreamer was a sweetheart. He was a humble, amazing person, who helped others out of the goodness of his heart. Just look at him, so precious.

Image result for lazlo the dreamer

And Sarai, I think I found my best friend. I really liked her sensibility and courage and mercy. She loved the doves, she loved the humans, she loved the Mesarthim, she was just a wonderful person. Her and Lazlo, Sarzlo? Lazrai? I don’t know but the two of them were magic. Pure and innocent and passionate and just the best kind of magic.

Sorry, there isn’t a drawing for Sarai (and by the way, the drawing of Lazlo above doesn’t belong to me). But I am working on her and she’ll be magnificent, promise. You will be able to see her on my Instagram or Tumblr or Twitter. So yeah, if you wish, find me there, we can be friends.


And finally, do I believe this could translate well onto the big screen? YES! I’m very confident this would make for an unforgettable movie. This book has it all, the underdog story and travel and a magical city and a giant citadel made of blue alien metal that can’t be cut or moved that’s looming over said magical city and causing misery. There’s also a lovely romance and the making of a myth and just SO. MUCH. WIN.

In Conclusion

What can I say, I was charmed.

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