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A review by mayajoelle
The Emerald Atlas by John Stephens
4.0
SERIES REVIEW:
Doesn't really compare to Narnia (few books do), but I quite like this series. It's unique and fun and full of all the fantasy elements I love, with some new, surprising, humorous quirks. Plus one of my favorite ships of all time in bk 2.
Recommended for middle grade and YA readers. Content: romance/kissing (teens), violence, main character death, distinctly anti-Christian view of the afterlife.
To a casual passerby, his appearance would not have inspired much confidence. His overcoat was patched in spots and frayed at the cuffs... and his tie- this was perhaps the strangest of all - was knotted not once, but twice, as if he'd forgotten whether he'd tied it and, rather than glancing down to check, had simply tied it again for good measure.... All in all, he looked like someone who'd gotten dressed in the midst of a whirlwind and, thinking he still looked too presentable, had thrown himself down a flight of stairs.
It was when you looked in his eyes that everything changed.
Reflecting no light save their own, they shone brightly in the snow-muffled night, and there was in them a look of such uncommon energy and kindness and understanding that you forgot entirely about [everything else]. You looked in them and knew that you were in the presence of true wisdom.
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read 2/14/2016
reread 1/21/2017
Doesn't really compare to Narnia (few books do), but I quite like this series. It's unique and fun and full of all the fantasy elements I love, with some new, surprising, humorous quirks. Plus one of my favorite ships of all time in bk 2.
Recommended for middle grade and YA readers. Content: romance/kissing (teens), violence, main character death, distinctly anti-Christian view of the afterlife.
To a casual passerby, his appearance would not have inspired much confidence. His overcoat was patched in spots and frayed at the cuffs... and his tie- this was perhaps the strangest of all - was knotted not once, but twice, as if he'd forgotten whether he'd tied it and, rather than glancing down to check, had simply tied it again for good measure.... All in all, he looked like someone who'd gotten dressed in the midst of a whirlwind and, thinking he still looked too presentable, had thrown himself down a flight of stairs.
It was when you looked in his eyes that everything changed.
Reflecting no light save their own, they shone brightly in the snow-muffled night, and there was in them a look of such uncommon energy and kindness and understanding that you forgot entirely about [everything else]. You looked in them and knew that you were in the presence of true wisdom.
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read 2/14/2016
reread 1/21/2017