“Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love and dared to imagine a new way of living – one without massacres and torn throats and bonfires of the fallen, without revenants or bastard armies or children ripped from their mothers’ arms to take their turn in the killing and dying.”
“Once, the lovers lay entwined in the moon’s scret temple and dreamed of a world that was like a jewel box without a jewel – a paradise waiting for them to find it and fill it with their happiness.”
“This is not that world.”
That my friends is an understatement. Days of Blood & Starlight, book 2 in the series is dark. Very dark. Extremely dark. Very, extremely dark. It was hard to read the first half of the book, to watch Karou be broken from the loss of the first book. Karou’s quaint and small life of collecting teeth is over and it was hard to ‘witness’ the shell of herself. Yet, as the story progresses, Taylor does an exceptional job of taking Karou from this helpless shell to an astonishingly formidable opponent. Although Days of Blood & Starlight is dark, (have I mentioned that?) Taylor balances it will with the concept that hope is unkillable. Book 3 here I come.