Memorable Passage - Six of Crows
I recently finished Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo. While I wouldn't necessarily say that I completely relate to her writing style, but I do relate to her very character-driven plot. I'm a huge fan of dynamic and round character arcs (if you're unfamiliar with what the word round means when relating to character arcs, it means that the character is developed. They change from the beginning to the end). In Six of Crows, Leigh Bardugo wrote a character I grew particularily fond of, and can say now that she is one of my favorite characters of all time. She has a particularily beautiful arc, and one that honestly made me weep. Here is a passage from Six Of Crows, one of my favorite moments in the story, and in her story.
"Inej felt wetness on her cheeks. Was she crying? Now? After everything she'd done and had done to her?
Then she heard it, a soft patter, a gentle drum that had no real rhythm. She felt it on her cheeks and face. She heard the hiss as it struck the coals below. Rain. Cool and forgiving. Inej tilted her head back. Somewhere, she heard bells ringing the three-quarter hour, but she didn't care. She only heard the music of the rain as it washed away the sweat and soot, the coal smoke of Ketterdam, the face paint of the Menagerie, as it bathed the jute strands of the rope, and hardened the rubber on her suffering feet. It felt like a blessing, though she knew Kaz would just call it weather.
She had to move now, quickly, before the stones grew slick and the rain became an enemy. She forced her muscles to flex, her fingers to seek, and pulled herself up one foot, then another, again and again, murmuring prayers of gratitude to her Saints. Here was the rhythm that had eluded her before, buried in the whispered cadence of their names.
But even as she gave thanks, she knew that the rain was not enough.
She wanted a storm - thunder, wind, a deluge. She wanted it to crash through Ketterdam's pleasure houses, lifting roofs and tearing doors off their hinges... (*spoilers*)...
She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above." - Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows ( 310-311)
Human trafficking and the struggle the victims go through has been going on for generations. Since the dawn of the Vikings (part of the reason I decided to base one of my current novels off the Vikings was because I discovered they were a huge start to the world-wide slave trade), human trafficking has been stealing our sisters, daughters, mothers, sons, in the middle of the night. Inej Ghafa is a beautiful character, with a gorgeous character arc, and I couldn't have picked anyone better than Leigh Bardugo to write such a character. Even if the rest of Six of Crows was awful (which it certainly is not), I still would have recommended the story for the character of Inej.
"Inej felt wetness on her cheeks. Was she crying? Now? After everything she'd done and had done to her?
Then she heard it, a soft patter, a gentle drum that had no real rhythm. She felt it on her cheeks and face. She heard the hiss as it struck the coals below. Rain. Cool and forgiving. Inej tilted her head back. Somewhere, she heard bells ringing the three-quarter hour, but she didn't care. She only heard the music of the rain as it washed away the sweat and soot, the coal smoke of Ketterdam, the face paint of the Menagerie, as it bathed the jute strands of the rope, and hardened the rubber on her suffering feet. It felt like a blessing, though she knew Kaz would just call it weather.
She had to move now, quickly, before the stones grew slick and the rain became an enemy. She forced her muscles to flex, her fingers to seek, and pulled herself up one foot, then another, again and again, murmuring prayers of gratitude to her Saints. Here was the rhythm that had eluded her before, buried in the whispered cadence of their names.
But even as she gave thanks, she knew that the rain was not enough.
She wanted a storm - thunder, wind, a deluge. She wanted it to crash through Ketterdam's pleasure houses, lifting roofs and tearing doors off their hinges... (*spoilers*)...
She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above." - Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows ( 310-311)
Human trafficking and the struggle the victims go through has been going on for generations. Since the dawn of the Vikings (part of the reason I decided to base one of my current novels off the Vikings was because I discovered they were a huge start to the world-wide slave trade), human trafficking has been stealing our sisters, daughters, mothers, sons, in the middle of the night. Inej Ghafa is a beautiful character, with a gorgeous character arc, and I couldn't have picked anyone better than Leigh Bardugo to write such a character. Even if the rest of Six of Crows was awful (which it certainly is not), I still would have recommended the story for the character of Inej.
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