A review by kaulhilo
The Heartless Divine by Varsha Ravi

5.0

“what were love stories but dreams of worlds where the sun and moon could linger beside one another long enough to learn the language of the other’s heart?”

god, i was so hesitant starting this book. i’m always hesitant starting fantasies, if i’m honest, but this book with it’s twisted prose and it’s roundabout narrative, it’s magic and miracles and gods and wishes, all of it and everything more, were enough to intimidate me into a quiet reluctance. and yet somehow, here i am, 9 days later (well technically 5 but...), finishing this absolute wonder of a book.
i had a general idea of what would happen here (thanks to vic going on and on) (and on) and it honestly had no impact on the actual reading process. knowing and foreseeing cannot bother a book such as this, with its heavy heartedness, with its moments written in the glimpse of a second, stretched out. i’m sure, even as i’ve finished it, that i need to read it again and again and again, and then maybe someday i’ll finally have my fill of it.