“Mors irrumat omnia. Death fucks us all.”
Although slow and little confusing at the start, it gets interesting and then this book really picks up in the last 100 or so pages. I found the end a tad predictable, even if I didn’t predict the specifics – but the way the story finishes up, I feel like I’m going to love the next more.
This tale is dark, something I love in a book – sunshine and rainbows gets old, but it also felt just a tad flat. The only character I really grew attached to was Darlington – his story intrigues me a lot. The others just didn’t really feel all that well rounded, but Alex did come close. Also I thought I’d get more of a magical, mystical vibe than what I actually feel like I got. It mainly read like a ghost story that was not creepy, just violent.
Despite this, I still enjoyed it. The mystery kept me going, especially around Darlington. I’m looking forward to reading the next in the series, but I’m not left hopelessly longing for it.
★★★★☆
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