The first book in an exciting YA trilogy, this is the story of two best friends on the verge of a terrifying divide when they begin to encounter a cast of strange and mythical characters.
Set against the lush, magical backdrop of the Pacific Northwest, two inseparable best friends who have grown up like sisters—the charismatic, mercurial, and beautiful Aurora and the devoted, soulful, watchful narrator—find their bond challenged for the first time ever when a mysterious and gifted musician named Jack comes between them. Suddenly, each girl must decide what matters most: friendship, or love.
What both girls don’t know is that the stakes are even higher than either of them could have imagined. They’re not the only ones who have noticed Jack’s gift; his music has awakened an ancient evil—and a world both above and below which may not be mythical at all. The real and the mystical; the romantic and the heartbreaking all begin to swirl together, carrying the two on journey that is both enthralling and terrifying.
And it’s up to the narrator to protect the people she loves—if she can.
I love the premise of this novel and the cover is gorgeous. McCarry writes lyrically and poetically, with grit and determination as she introduces her two sister like characters, Aurora and the unnamed narrator.
The girls pretty much raised themselves, if you believe them. Both have an extreme amount of freedom and music plays a prominent role in the novel. I really struggled to get to the meat of the story because it seemed like the one or both of the girls were consistently wasted, high or hooking up. Oh and the music groupy plays a prominent part too. I thought that was over back in the eighties but I reckon I'm too old now to know if that's a fact or not.
Then, McCarry pivots the narrator in a direction of mythical proportions. At this point, I'm so disgusted with the actions of the characters that I couldn't grasp the connection between the two. But, through-out the story, the writing was fantastic, very lyrical and descriptive. If music and a twist on mythology appeal to you, you may enjoy this novel. Unfortunately, I just didn't get it.
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
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