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A review by fenchurch
The Autobiography of a Traitor and a Half-Savage by Alix E. Harrow
5.0
Heartbreaking.
I write about the vast mauve-shadowed canyons that appear only at dusk, about the nameless animals that leave behind golden scales and silver feathers, about the stars that shift their pearled patterns every night. Those pages I burn in the evenings, translating them into the cryptic language of ash and char.
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And, in the end, to be granted a lonely grace. To be freed, and know the cost of it.
I write about the vast mauve-shadowed canyons that appear only at dusk, about the nameless animals that leave behind golden scales and silver feathers, about the stars that shift their pearled patterns every night. Those pages I burn in the evenings, translating them into the cryptic language of ash and char.
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And, in the end, to be granted a lonely grace. To be freed, and know the cost of it.