Muse of Nightmares is a story all about love, and the different kinds of love that we will experience, and some that we will never experience, in our lifetime.
Whenever I try to give a synopsis for Strange the Dreamer I always say it’s about a librarian who is in love with a lost city, and a girl who only wants to know what love is. For four thousand nights she had explored the dreamscapes of Weep, witnessing horrors and creating them.
“Sarai had lived and breathed nightmares since she was six years old. I have no word combinations to ever begin to describe how much this book meant to me, or to do a review worthy of it, but I am going to try. These two books just bring so much love into my heart, and so much hope into my soul. Strange the Dreamer was my favorite book of 2017, and Muse of Nightmares is probably going to be my favorite book of 2018. “I would have chosen you, if they had let me choose.” Love and hate, revenge and redemption, destruction and salvation all clash in this astonishing and heart-stopping sequel to the New York Times bestseller, Strange the Dreamer.ĪRC provided by Hachette in exchange for an honest review. But is she? Sometimes, only the direst need can teach us our own depths, and Sarai, the Muse of Nightmares, has not yet discovered what she's capable of.Īs humans and godspawn reel in the aftermath of the citadel's near fall, a new foe shatters their fragile hopes, and the mysteries of the Mesarthim are resurrected: Where did the gods come from, and why? What was done with thousands of children born in the citadel nursery? And most important of all, as forgotten doors are opened and new worlds revealed: Must heroes always slay monsters, or is it possible to save them instead? Lazlo faces an unthinkable choice-save the woman he loves, or everyone else?-while Sarai feels more helpless than ever. One a god, the other a ghost, they struggle to grasp the new boundaries of their selves as dark-minded Minya holds them hostage, intent on vengeance against Weep. In the wake of tragedy, neither Lazlo nor Sarai are who they were before. She believed she knew every horror and was beyond surprise. Sarai has lived and breathed nightmares since she was six years old.
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