Thumbs down for Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas. Young adult fantasy.
I am tempted, so very tempted, to go all teenage girl and write a review that consists of nothing but “It was ok I guess.” This book has much okay about it. The writing is okay, the characters are okay, the worldbuilding is okay, the plot was okay, the love triangle was okay. But you do know you’re a bit bored when your brain starts spontaneously shipping the two guys in a supposed male-female-male love triangle. I’ve read this book before…many times. Graceling by Cashore. Grave Mercy by LeFevers. Poison Study by Maria V. Snyder. The collected works of Tamora Pierce. Those are all better. Read them instead.
The notes burst from her fingers, staggering at first, but then more confidently as the emotion in the music took over. It was a mournful piece, but it made her into something clean and new. She was surprised that her hands had not forgotten, that somewhere in her mind, after a year of darkness and slavery, music was still alive and breathing. That somewhere, between the notes, was Sam. She forgot about time as she drifted between pieces, voicing the unspeakable, opening old wounds, playing and playing as the sound forgave and saved her.
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