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Chronicles of a Lizard Nobody
I loved Chronicles of Lizard Nobody. It was a vibrant starburst of unforgettable characters and hilarious scenarios Intertwined with complex issues. The fact that are the characters are animals only adds to the books fantastic featured as the parallel between personality and animal is biomimicry at its finest.
My favourite character was Zeke he is thoughtful and caring but protective and fierce too. I also like how in the school the different types of animals are usually friends with the same animals as them since I think it effectively illustrates how groups are often formed in schools.
This book is full of bellychear and colour and is a wonderful world always ready to welcome someone into its pages.
Maya
Wolf Siren
Wolf Siren was a gripping story of the beautiful misunderstood wilderness;Wilderness of the tangled trees, wilderness of the rippling wolves and wilderness that pounds within souls.
It is of when people brand what they can’t comprehend, evil and dangerous and when people fight what they don’t understand instead of fighting to know more.
Born from the pages , characters that blaze inside you , characters that refuse to back down, characters with fire in their hearts and power in their hands. This tale has resonated so deeply within me and I felt a strong kingship with this book and with the woodland magic mentioned within.
How when the forest protects itself from harm it is called attack and when others attack the forest it is called defence. How the smallest of things: a wish in the wind, a hope grown in the heart , an acorn in the earth can make the greatest difference.
For when voices are silenced , when outcasts are sentences, when tyrants tighten their grip , that is when the wolf rises.
Maya
Ghostlines
I loved Ghostlines. It was a beautiful, heart -stirring tapestry of the roaring , open wilderness, of gaping sea caves. Of an island wreathed in stories and living, breathing wild magic that runs through the veins of the land. The magic that speaks through half forgotten threads, tying us to the past with echoes of what once were and hopes of what will be. Whispered so quietly, only a ghost could hear. Whispered
by souls cast adrift in a storm, like puffins churned by ever- changing winds.
This book feels like a tapestry so vivid and strong I could reach out with my hands to touch every stitch. It made my heart ache with a yearning to belong within this wonderful, woven world. Not a tapestry hung on a wall but a tapestry of knotty roots in a forest and voices in the wind. A tapestry that holds a world on wings, as real as boat weaving through the waves, part of the song of the sea.
Maya