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“She is the last of her kind… It is not a peaceful time in the Dells. In king city, the young King Nash is clinging to the throne, while rebel lords in the north and south build armies to unseat him. War is coming. And the mountains and forest are filled with spies and thieves. This is where Fire lives, a girl whose beauty is impossibly irresistible and who can control the minds of everyone around her.”
Dellian Lament While I was looking the other way your fire went out Left me with cinders to kick into dust What a waste of the wonder you were In my living fire I will keep your scorn and mine In my living fire I will keep your heartache and mine At the disgrace of a waste of a life
Fire-Lives close to Archer, father Cansrel, loves to play the fiddle, is a monster that can control minds, hair is described as red, gold, copper and small strands of pink. Lord Archer- Loves fire, gets jealous a lot, is great with all types of bows. King Nax- Cansrel’s Friend/mind slave, ruined the kingdom Cansrel-Monster, father of Fire, 2 nd in command helped ruin the kingdom, has dark blue eyes, and silver hair w/blue highlights King Nash- Son of King Nax, friend of Fire Prince Brigan-Brother of Nash, military commander, friend of Fire Queen Roen-Friend of Fire, wife of Nax, described by fire as intelligent, strong, and caring. Immiker/Leck- Loves to torture living things, uses his power to control minds for evil reasons. Has one red eye and one gray eye.
“There was something odd in the boy’s face. Disbelief, Larch thought, and a strange, amused smile. As if the boy were playing a game he was used to winning, and this time he’d lost. ‘Sometimes I think you take over my mind, Larch said, with your words.’ Immiker’s smile widened, and then he began to laugh. The laughter made Larch so happy that he began to laugh as well. How much he loved this child. The love and the laughter bubbled out of him, and when Immiker walked toward him Larch held his arms open wide. Immiker thrust his dagger into Larch’s stomach. Larch dropped like a stone to the floor. Immiker leaned over his father. ‘You’ve been delightful,’ he said. ‘Ill miss your devotion. If only it were as easy to control everyone as it is to control you. If only everyone were as stupid as you are, Father.”
“Fresh, hopeful, tragic and glorious. – Kirkus reviews “As a fantasy writer, Cashore sets herself apart.”- The New York times “…piercing and elegant.” – The Horn Book Fire is a great book, it has the right amount of everything, and it’s brutally honest. You don’t have to read Graceling to enjoy/or understand Fire but it’s strongly recommended that you do, and after you finish Fire to read Bitterblue, because in total it’s a great series.
My father was a psychopath who raped and cut little girls, I’m in love with a professional thief who is wanted for treason, I just killed a man who tried to kidnap me, two of my advisers just committed suicide, and apparently there are two countries that live across the mountains that I never knew existed. Being a queen is difficult work. “ “ Teddy grinned again. “Truths are dangerous,” he said. “Then why are you writing them in a book?” “To catch them between the pages,” said Teddy, “and trap them before they disappear.” “If they’re dangerous, why not let them disappear?” “Because when truths disappear, they leave behind blank spaces, and that is also dangerous.” —Kristin Cashore, Graceling “A monster that refused, sometimes, to behave like a monster. When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?” “I’m not going to wear a red dress.” “It would look stunning, My Lady.” “If there’s anyone I wish to stun at dinner, I’ll hit him in the face.” I’m the most beautiful creature that you will ever see walk upon this earth. But I’m also a monster who craves the flesh of my own kind. Not all sons were like their fathers. A son chose the man he would be. Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be.”