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So why is the Godstone making Elisa cold now all of a sudden if she doesn't keep praying? That's kind of a dick move. You're in mortal danger but I want you to constantly pray that you'll succeed or you'll freeze to death ... Muahahahahaha!

This is where I'm at and I have to say it's getting more and more difficult to push myself through. I want to read other books instead : (

Let's say Elisa was 300 lbs at the start. At the most, she probably lost around 45 pounds during their trek, which would be a significant loss, but she's now describing herself like she lost 100. She can finally see her belly button! : |

Also, pretty sure her skinny companions are now walking skeletons.

At long last, after nearly a month of hot travel ...

What? I was trying to keep track and by my count they were traveling for 10-12 days. She's not incredibly specific but there's no way I miscounted by two weeks. This feels like it's going to be a cop out so Elisa can suddenly not be fat. Also, with limited water who the hell would make soup while traveling across the desert?

If I was a fat girl being forced to march through a desert I'd probably sit my ass down and tell them that they could fucking drag me.

What, no mention of how her borrowed clothes don't fit or how she can barely pull the boots passed her cankles?

Good lord, just think of how much food Elisa's taster had to eat.

All this girl does is gorge on food and mope.

This girl has a really unhealthy relationship with food. She's been at this new palace for just a few days and the cook already knows to hand her a plate of cheese when she comes into the kitchen looking upset. And she's always eating to the point where she can't even taste the food anymore and then she gets mad at herself for doing so. Then she's upset she's fat. Vicious cycle.

Yes, agree to do the dirty work for a man who won't even acknowledge you're his wife.

The Bella Guerra says this, the Bella Guerra says that. Oh my god, why don't you just marry the Bella Guerra?

This reminds me of Throne of Glass ... (Though I suppose Throne of Glass would have reminded me of this if I had read Graceling when it was published.)

The opening scene is two beetles mating.

...

XD

Lol. Random.

I checked this whole series out today. I'm constantly impressed by my library's collection.

Starting this one soon too, at Wendy's behest. And this is the edition I own, I imported it years ago because I liked this cover better (though I could do without the "... slake the thirst of Twilight fans" blurb.)

Starting this based on a recommendation ... we'll see how this goes ...

I've been reading just a little at a time, and a bit slowly, but only because it feels so dense. Not a bad thing, it's just how it is. Every now and then I start to feel bored (especially when they get deep into discussing religion or politics) but then something will happen on the next page that piques my interest again. I think this book and its characters will stay with me for a long time.

All children, except one, grow up.

Time to read the book that started it all.

Oh. Peter.

There is never a day when she doesn't see Peter everywhere. Eighty years later, and she can still feel surprised that he's gone. She goes up on the cliffs from time to time and stands there for hours, continuing her long good-bye. It's not for lack of loyalty to her husband. It is just that she was fifteen once for the first time, and Peter walked across her heart, and left his footprints there.

I can't see my Kindle through my tears. T_T

*deep breath*

Sometimes love means not being able to bear seeing the one you love the way they are, when they're not what you hoped for them.

Ugh. This is so difficult to read. No, Tiger Lily. Noooooo.

Oh, Tiger Lily. Your story is breaking my heart. T_T

I've been called jealous. Vain. Cruel. Devious. Malicious. But let me say this: when Peter captured me and claimed me for his own, I stayed for one right reason, and one wrong one. The wrong one was that I was in love, and it was hard to say no to Peter. The right, and honestly, the bigger, reason was that I wanted to keep an eye on the Wendy bird for Tiger Lily's sake.

That's right, Tink. Bros before hoes.

Here is where I become more than an observer, and enter the story in my own right. Because I decided to return, to get another look at the Wendy bird and possibly regurgitate something on her head.

Hehehe.

Well, she was one of the only girls they'd ever seen, Tiger Lily thought. Though they had never looked at her that way.
On the way home Tiger Lily talked with herself. The Wendy bird was beautiful, but she was not for Peter. She was a strange creature, another species—it was understandable that they were all fascinated. But Peter belonged to her.

This is starting to feel painful. Poor Tiger Lily.

Wendy has now entered the story. I'm trying to not be mad at her.