The Fifth Season

"Let's start with the end of the world, why don't we? Get over it and move to more interesting things."

Somehow I lost all my words, that I wanted to say. The Fifth Season is one of the hardest books to talk about. There are millions of things that I would like to discuss, but I am not willing to tell you any of that because it is much better to get into the story without knowing anything at all.

I have a confession to make. I was not that invested in the story from the beginning and even had all the intentions to give it up. But somehow, between our three narrators Damaya, Syenite and Essun I found myself so immersed in their lives, that it was quite impossible to put the book down. Even after all the pieces began coming together. I was so afraid to continue but I had done so nonetheless.

“There passes a time of happiness in your life, which I will not describe to you. It is unimportant. Perhaps you think it is wrong that I dwell so much on the horrors, the pain, but pain is what shapes us, after all. We are creatures born of heat and pressure and grinding, ceaseless movement. To be still is to be... not alive.”

The Fifth Season