Book Title: Shadow and Bone
Author: Leigh Bardugo
Genre: YA Fantasy
★★★★★ (4.5 stars)
I read this back in February. I decided to re-read it because now I own the whole trilogy. Marathon time!
The First Read
It took me quite a while to get used to the world. Back then I haven’t read many fantasy novels so I was quite unfamiliar with what to expect. The names and places were confusing and at some point I had no idea what was happening.
But still, the story was gripping and I loved it.
As I have a bad memory, I don’t really remember my thoughts towards the book. I just know that I was tricked by the Darkling (how naive).
The Second Read
I thought I would forget the whole plot, but I went in knowing what to expect and what’s going to happen in this book, so it wasn’t an exciting and thrilling read. (How I wish I could erase my memory and read it again for the first time) However, I did ‘discover’ some details that I’ve missed in the first read.
I overlooked the vivid descriptions. I knew the palace is beautiful, I knew the kefta is beautiful, but I didn’t pay attention to the words. I just labeled them in my mind as ‘beautiful’ – they were blurry images in my mind. It’s the process of re-reading it that made me realised how much beauty I’ve missed.
I’m not like you, Mal. I never really fit in the way you did. I never really belonged anywhere.
Alina and Mal are both orphans, but Alina feels like she never really belonged anywhere. Grisha? She’s kind of an outcast and doesn’t really fit in those regular summoners. She belongs to Mal, but she also belongs to herself.
Sometimes we try really hard to fit in somewhere. We feel insecure being ourselves because people will think that we’re strange. ‘Eww weird’
Alina used all her energy and will to suppress her power when she was small. She didn’t want to face the truth because she didn’t want to leave Mal. Now I’m not criticising her decision, it just reminds me that a lot of the time we refuse to be ourselves just to fit in.
The problem with wanting is that is makes us weak. How right he was. I’d wanted so badly to belong somewhere, anywhere. I’d been so eager to please him, so proud to keep his secrets. But I’d never bothered to question what he might really want, what his true motives might be. I’d been too busy imagining myself by his side, the savior of Ravka, most treasured, most desired, like some kind of queen.