Continuing on with the Wicked series. So far, not as good as Wicked but still interesting enough to keep plowing through.
Continuing on with the Wicked series. So far, not as good as Wicked but still interesting enough to keep plowing through.
Short and cute. Read this if you want to feel all the mushy feels.
I can't even begin to tell you how satisfying this book is.
Lapine: the elegant language used by the rabbits in Watership Down. This sentence translates as, "Eat shit, you stinky tyrant."
Rabbits (says Mr. Lockley) are like human beings in many ways. One of these is certainly their staunch ability to withstand disaster and to let the stream of their life carry them along, past the reaches of terror and loss.
They have a certain quality which it would not be accurate to describe as callousness or indifference. It is rather, a blessedly circumscribed imagination and an intuitive feeling that Life is Now.
Seems like a fitting transition.
Elphaba Thropp is one of the best. I would definitely recommend this book. Awesome cast of characters, inklings of social injustices that are all too real, and compelling story.
Can we talk about the Animals?
"Horrors," murmured Elphaba.
Turtle Heart tumbled to his knees
"She sees him coming," he said thickly, "she sees him to come; he is to come from the air; is arriving. A balloon from the sky, the color of a bubble of blood: a huge crimson globe, a ruby globe: he falls from the sky.
The Regent is fallen. The House of Ozma is fallen. The Clock was right. A minute to judgement."
He fell over, almost in Elphaba's small lap. She didn't seem to notice him.
Behind her was a low growl. There was a beast, a felltop tiger, or some strange hybrid of tiger and dragon, with glowing orangey eyes. Elphaba was sitting in its folded forearms as if on on a throne.
"Horrors," she said again, looking without binocular vision, staring at the glass in which her parents and Nanny could see nothing but darkness. "Horrors."