"Stars flickered around us, sweet darkness sweeping in. As if we were the only sounds in a galaxy."
Release Date: May 1, 2018
Genre: High fantasy, romance, fiction
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Summary:
A TIME TO HEAL
Feyre, Rhysand, and their friends still busy rebuilding the Night Court and the vastly altered world beyond, recovering from the war that changed everything. But Winter Solstice is finally approaching, and, with it, the joy of a hard-earned reprieve.
Yet even the festive atmosphere can't keep the shadows of the past from looming. As Feyre navigates her first Winter Solstice as High Lady, her concern for those dearest to her deepens. They have more wounds than she anticipated - scars that will have a far-reaching impact on the future of their court.
Bridging the events of A Court of Wings and Ruin with the later books in the series, A Court of Frost and Starlight explores the long-lasting effects of a devastating war and the fierce love between friends.
Review:
A Court of Frost and Starlight - a comfy filler novella that wraps you up in a warm embrace while the snowstorm rages on outside the window. (I definitely had winter ambience videos playing in the background reading this to really set the mood and distract me from the 115 degree weather in Arizona).
It felt *literally* impossible to pick up this book and continue reading, I'll be honest. I started reading it directly after A Court of Wings and Ruin but I had to stop. There was just such a marked difference from the masterpiece that was ACOWAR to then reading ACOFAS. I read a few palette cleanser books in-between then set back on my determined path. Taking that break was EXTREMELY HELPFUL. I was able to power through! I thought it was a very cute book...for a filler. There isn't much more to say about it. Simple, sweet, completed. Time to move on to A Court of Silver Flames! I am SO STOKED!
Quotes:
"Stars flickered around us, sweet darkness sweeping in. As if we were the only souls in the galaxy."
"The weaver went on, "I have to create, or it was all for nothing. I have to create, or I will crumple up with despair and never leave my bed. I have to create because I have no other way of voicing this." Her hand rested on her heart, and my eyes burned. "It is hard," the weaver said, her stare never leaving mine, "and it hurts, but if I were to stop, if I were to let this loom or the spindle go silent..." She broke my gaze at last to look at her tapestry. "Then there would be no hope shining in the void."
"To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return."
"You were born on the longest night of the year." His fingers again stroked down my back. Lower. "You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning."
"I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it."
"I will never stop being grateful to have you in my life, either, Feyre darling. And no matter what lies ahead"--a small, joyous smile at that--"we will face it together. Enjoy every moment of it together."
"You look like an angry snowball."