RubyContract

Well... since the holiday season is starting, I'm looking for good books to read, and I'm wondering: is Snow Like Ashes a good read for me? Is it worth my time?

You see, I'm a huge fan of the Throne of Glass series and A Song of Ice and Fire, and other books like that. It looks pretty interesting, but I am a bit wary after having to suffer through so much YA Fantasy rubbish. So, is Snow Like Ashes a good read? Will I want to vomit as the MC imagines flying off on the back of a pink unicorn with her truly a jerkbag boyfriend? Or are the love interests cool, and the MC not an enemy of every girl out there in the world? 

Everywhere I go, I see Chaol and Rowan fangirls... Meanwhile, here I am in my corner with Dorian and Aedion, giving them a pat on the back and eating cake, while planning as to how kill the arse King. 

Is the unholy love child of Galbatorix and Tywin Lannister. You cannot convince me otherwise. 

I decided to be a jerk and write out this lovely abridged script of the tragic ending of Sorscha dear...

Dorian: Ok... so Aedion is confirmed to be a rebel, and a traitor, but it's not like you're going to behead my girlfriend or anything... right... Dad?

King of Ardarlan: *Sits in tense silence*

Dorian: Dad... no... dad... stahp... Dad...

Sorscha: *Whispers* I think he's thinking about it... 

Dorian: *Looks at his dad* Dad... Can I request that for once in my life, that you don't absolutely ruin my life? 

King of Ardarlan: Request denied

*Sorscha's head is chopped off*

Dorian: Dad... no... fuck... Dad... why? 

King of Ardarlan: *Starts singing the troll song*

Strange dreams were dreamt, and even stranger things were seen.

Walking through a corridor of mirrors, the normally sharp-tongued, and hot-headed Elesis was all docile confusion as she gazed upon her reflections. Tall and skinny, squat and fat, upside down, side to side, and every other distortion you could think of. She took a deep breath, placing a hand against a mirror’s cool, smooth surface.

I really shouldn’t have eaten all that food before going to bed… she thought, taking a deep breath. Her eyelids fluttered as her nostrils flared. She bowed her head, long crimson locks obscuring her facial features. How to get out of here? She scanned the corridor, narrowing her eyes as she looked for a door, or a crack, or something.

No. Nothing.

She shook her head, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Stuck, in a mirrored corridor, with no doors. At least it was a dream. Still, trapped in a hall for a good few hours until she finally woke up? She chuckled, sinking down to the floor and resting her chin on her knees.

Well, at least this dream wasn’t worse. She could be stuck in the hall with Add, her friend- Eve’s- creeper; or Lu, the loli hussy whom her now-ex boyfriend, Ciel, had cheated on her with. Her and Lu’s last encounter had ended with an epic sharpie battle that had ended with numerous casualties: a few mustaches, some random lines, and a whole lot of dots.

She didn’t believe Ciel’s apology two days later. If he was genuinely sorry, he wouldn’t have accepted Lu’s offer of employment.

She rolled onto her side, staring at the distorted reflections that stared back at her. She looked away, only to be greeted with another set of mirrors. Damn mirrors. Why couldn’t this dream have included a sword, or something that she could shatter the mirrors with? It wasn’t as if her image displeased her. She was pretty, beautiful even. Pale, heart-shaped face, keen amber eyes tinted red. Her hair was soft like silk and shone like satin, and she was leggy and graceful.

Still, when she wanted to stare off into the distance and muse about the events taking place in her life, she didn’t want to see someone staring back at her. Even if that someone was herself. Save the mirrors for those narcissistic orfici, such as Add, or Lu.

She tugged on the sleeves of her black nightshirt, wishing she had a watch. Or for a monster to start chasing her, or for someone to pop out of nowhere and at least give her someone to talk to. Her eyelids were heavy, and her mind was fuzzy. The promise of sleep was singing to her, lulling her to fall away from her body into its comforting embrace.

Falling asleep inside a dream, while you were technically asleep?

A thin smile twisted the corners of her lips. Why not?

A lucid noise, like the shattering of a champagne glass, echoed off the walls. She bolted upright, eyes wide.

Oh… hell no.

A fine hairline crack had appeared in the floor, and was now blooming, stretching its spindly limbs towards the ceiling, creeping up the walls. She jerked her head back, taking a step away from the crack.

I take my wish back, universe! thought Elesis. I was just about to take a nap! She threw an arm out behind her as the floor, with a deafening boom, shattered. The room exploded, shards of glass raining down upon her. They stung her, bit her cheeks and hands, snagged her nightclothes with their sharp edges.

Throne of Glass

Ups: Meets Celeana, gets into an unofficial relationship of sorts with her

Downs: Dad's a jerk. Gets dumped. 

Crown of Midnight

Ups: Gets a new friend of sorts (Roland) Discovers he has magic.

Downs: Celeana ices him over. His bromance with Chaol goes down the toilet. New friend gets taken away. He has magic. His dad is a magic-hating a-hole. One person who could help him gets gutted, so Celeana would actually act.

Heir of Fire

Ups: Gets a nice girl who helps him control his magic. 

Downs: Relationship with Chaol hits rock-bottom. Aedion is a jerk to him at first. Lied to by his best friend. Girlfriend gets beheaded. His dad reveals just how much of a demented little mother f*cker he can be. Turned into a demon slave. 

I think Dorian needs a cup of cocoa, a pat on the back, and some therapy at this point. 

For some reason, when I hear this song... I think of the song of Eyllwe. 

Even if it is a mix of Japanese and a made-up language, it's just so beautiful and sad.

Especially after that Theater scene when the performers played all the anthems...

Like... I was just going... 

"Well... shet... there goes my feels..."