A review by novaturient_bibliophile
Lies We Sing to the Sea by Sarah Underwood

5.0

Wow. Just…wow. When I first read the blurb, I knew that the overall plot/premise was going to be amazing, but the book by far exceeded my expectations. Even Mathias’ perspective, which was my least favorite out of the three, was wonderful. I mean, the yearning for Leto, the outsider POV of Leto and Melantho’s relationship (which, those two? sold the whole thing for me), just…*chef’s kiss*. And the beautiful language throughout the book; every metaphor, piece of imagery, allusion, and recurring motif had me swooning. The whole Greek myth genre should have alerted me to the tragic ending, but I still held out hope until the last page. It was nice, though, how the tragedy was painted as poetic (the daffodils).
It reminded me of Circe and the Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller. 
Also….
Today, on how-to-avoid-choosing-an-endgame-ship: Just kill both romantic interests.