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327 pages, Hardcover
First published January 22, 2013
1. Wesley Ayers is a ray of sunshine in this drab, gray world.
2. This reads like a more grown up version of City of Ghosts, and I’m here for it.
I suppose it doesn't matter how they get out. All that matters is they do. And when they do, they must be found. They must go back.
Truths are messy and lies are messy, and I don’t care what Da said, it’s impossible to cut a person into pielike pieces, neat and tidy.
I want the things most people don’t notice. The ring and the key and the way you have of wearing everything on the inside.
We are nothing but recorded moments.
What if echoes through my head as I hunt.
What if haunts me through the Narrows.
What if follows me home.
BR #1 with my #1 Yam <3
I never stop wondering about the who and the why. I just learn to stop admitting it.
Imagine a place where the dead rest on shelves like books.Each body has a story to tell, a life seen in pictures that only Librarians can read. The dead are called Histories, and the vast realm in which they rest is the Archive.
“I didn’t want to accept it, but the fact is, they were people. Copies of people. Because the only way to truly record a person is not in words, not in still frames, but in bone and skin and memory.”
“I want freedom,” he says, stalking me. “The Archive is a prison, and not only for the dead. And that’s why I’m going to tear it down, shelf by shelf and branch by branch.”
With Wesley, there is too much to lose. But with Owen, there is no future to be lost by giving in. No future at all. Only escape.
“Everything is valuable, in its own way. Everything is full of history.”