![]() Does she live that much in the moment? Is she that much a creature of instinct? Whatever the case, she’s very antithetical to my own more cautious, more thoughtful nature and she drove me up the wall. ![]() The book is written from her first person point of view and her actions still feel like they come out of nowhere. Mary feels like a hugely unreliable narrator. On the other hand, I just didn’t care for Mary. The world is bleak but lends itself well to the unexpected pops of color I remember from Spielberg’s movie. On the one hand, I would actually love to see this as a movie, filmed in the style of Schindler’s List. I’m a little out of practice with my reviews, but I’m having a hard time putting my feelings about this book into words. Surely such a place would be free of The Unconsecrated? Mary longs to search for it but she doesn’t know how to even begin when she’s surrounded by The Unconsecrated and strictly governed by the religious Sisters. She grew up on her mom’s stories, passed down through generations, of a place called The Ocean, where there’s nothing but water as far as the eye can see. ![]() ![]() As far as the villagers know, they’re the last vestiges of humanity left in the world. Mary’s village is a small outpost against The Unconsecrated, the restless dead who will stop at nothing to enter the fences and feed on the living. ![]()
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