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426 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 1, 2020
Something about the art style creeped her out-- it was somehow, bizarrely, both childlike and adult, possessing warped proportions and uneven skill. Lazy stick figure bodies held up hyperdetailed faces. Each drawing depicted a tiny boy with sad black eyes and a rainbow of colors leaked from his body, touching the other stick figures.
The fire tower blinked in the distance, reminding her of another lifetime, another reality—a period in her life that now felt like a beautiful lie. She kept thinking about Billy’s face. His tender little smile. His glistening dark eyes.
In all of Sam's travels, from country to country, war zone to war zone, he’d seen the way that capitalist greed reached far and wide with its skeletal fingers, always leaving a trail of bodies among the world’s most vulnerable populations.
”Truth is a lie… Nothing has meaning…and nothing is the Shape. Apathy is honesty. There’s no force for goodness out there in the universe, Caleb—nothing moving us along, watching us, helping us. But there is a darkness, a reality of the void, and that is the Shape—the one you serve, whether you like it or not.”