The Stone Sky

Time grows short, my love. Let's end with the beginning of the world, shall we?

I can't believe that this story is finished. I was ready for it to end, but the finale came abruptly nevertheless. I don't remember when was the last time that I felt so much. The ending couldn't have happened without my tears (or maybe I was just in a mood today).

Many would say that this book is about diversity or feminism or LGTB etc. But that's so untrue. All this does not matter. The love, loss, pain, grief - they are the main characters. The funny thing - there was so much talk about the war throughout the story, but there is no evil side. There wasn't even a villain. No black and white here. Only ash.

Finally, I get an explanation. Everything comes to an end and we get to understand all the stuff that was going on. Actually, it's hard to talk only about the third book, as I can't stop thinking about the three books as a whole. That was a beautiful story. So heartbreaking and hopeless in so many places, but gorgeous anyway.

Usually, that's not my kind of books. In truth, I prefer more optimistic atmosphere. I'm still surprised, that I've finished the trilogy (I wanted to DNF it at the beginning of the first book, remember?). But it was so worthy of my time. And my emotions. I'm feeling a little bit empty and spent at the moment, but it is a really pleasant feeling of finishing the great books.

The sun is up. Let's face the future, at least, and leave the past to itself.

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