We have a different picture: A tree, with an apple hanging off it.
This is the first time we've had one like this that wasn't a skull, or the tomb, I'm pretty sure. For the first time, it's something living.
(I think we've had heralds as well, but are those alive? Animated by the RB yes, but alive?)
Anyway, this is exciting. Let's read.
Nona didnât want to be just good-looking and dumb; she wanted to be useful. She was dimly aware that she was not what anyone had wanted. This was why she had gone out and got herself a job, even though it wasnât a paying one.
I love her so much. Did I say that already? I love her.
Cam had to tell the nice lady that Nona was nearly nineteen.
The nice lady was totally foxed.
âBut sheâs such a dot.â
Tiny Harrow's body. Mercymorn believed without a shred of doubt when Harrow told her she was fifteen. She's just little for her age. And this is adorable, except for giving random people our exact address. Don't do that, Nona.
They told her Nona couldnât read or write and the nice lady said, Oh.
Did they teach her to write her address and flat number only, then? Nona wrote that much down for the teacher.
Then Pyrrha, much to Camillaâs disgust, flirted outrageously with the nice lady teacher until the nice lady teacher left.
(Extremely happy we're getting to know Pyrrha a bit better now!!)
Instead of getting to know what pimp was, she got in trouble for giving anyone their door number and house number. Nona cried, lavishly and immediately, but Camilla and Pyrrha wouldnât budge.
I love her being so in touch with her emotions. So far we've seen Harrow and Gideon, both very detached from their bodies and feelings. Maybe Nona is who is left behind when neither Harrow nor Gideon are around to "drive". Plural vibes. I like it.
When she emerged, spluttering, she had presence of mind to ask: âWhy did you flirt with the teacher, even though you didnât like her?â
Pyrrhaâs hands stilled from folding laundry, sitting next to the tub.
âHowâd you know I didnât like her?â she asked.
Nona still didnât have the words to explain. âJust where you put your body âyou only looked at her sometimes, thatâs all.â
âWish Iâd had you in the Bureau,â said Pyrrha, but she didnât answer the question.
So she can't just speak and understand all languages, she just intuitively reads people. That's so cool. And also not exactly one of Harrow or Gideon's powers, at least they're not aware of it quite to this extent. It's great.
In fact, she only loved the Hour of Science because that was when she was allowed to look after Noodle, the science teacherâs dog, who was a dirty white creature with six legs and a gentle disposition.
We meet the six-legged dog! I want to know more about why he's got six legs.
It was just as hard to make Nona learn any facts as it was to make her learn the sword or the bonesâharder, probably; as she explained all the time, as sweetly as she could, her brain simply wasnât interested in them. It was as though someone had probably told her everything before and she had already forgotten it.
And knowing how these books tend to go, that might be exactly what happened here.
At school, after the first week, Nona was cornered by five children who informed her that she was now their friend.
âOkay,â said Nona.
âHot Sauce wants you,â she got told.
Oh cool some kids! These are the people mentioned on the birthday guest list, then - a bunch of children from the school. Nice.
âWhatâs special about the Building?â she asked.
âItâs banned,â said Honesty.
One of the other children, Beautiful Ruby, said: âMy mother says that if you get caught downtown or you shoot at the wrong window you get taken to your building.â
The building Nona lives in almost evokes prison. Maybe it is, or at least a place to dump undesirables.
Hot Sauce simply said: âShe talks to the Angel. She gets to look after Noodle.â
The Angel was what they called the nondescript, washed-out, dusty-haired personage who came to teach the Hour of Science. Why they called her the Angel was unclear,
Another person from the guest list, the Angel, the science teacher. Cool stuff.
âI donât,â explained Nona. âHonesty found someone else to buy him drugs, so I donât have to.â
âIs his name really and truly Honesty?â Palamedes wanted to know.
Nona struggled.
âThatâs how I hear it. Anyway, he shouldnât be called Honesty at all, he tells huge lies and heâs trying to teach me too.â
Nona longed to lie, but didnât know how to stop her body from showing the truth;
Aha - one of the things we know about Alecto is that she "never managed to lie", according to Augustine. The same thing could be stopping Nona from lying. Or maybe she just knows her body will betray her lie, and decides being honest is easier.
Honesty, the kid, reminds me a bit of serial liars like Trump, who called his platform "TruthSocial" and uses it to lie egregiously 24/7. Perhaps a bit unfair to this kid, but I do find it funny he's called Honesty while being a huge liar.
Every so often an absolutely enormous earthquake rumbled beneath them, and when Nona first asked what it was, Hot Sauce said, âThe Convoyâ; and because it was Hot Sauce and not Honesty, she knew it had to be true.
How wonderful it soundedâThe Convoyâso big and mysterious and subterranean.
I'm not sure we've heard about this before! Some underground mode of transport like a train? Like Nona, I wanna know more.
Pyrrha explained that it was a bunch of vehicles driving in a line, probably very big ones. But she never quite got over that little shake, that tight vibration of the stomach when the Convoy was near, how it excited her somehow. It was like she could feel something wonderful in it.
I really hope Nona gets to see the Convoy.
âYouâll join, Hot Sauce, wonât you? Hot Sauce will join.â
âJoin what?â said Nona, the ignorant one.
Which made the others do their usual chorus ofâ
âNona doesnât know.â
âNona doesnât know anything.â
âTell Nona.â
And Honesty, who had been very nice since the cigarette arrangement, said: âWhen we leave school, weâre going to kill zombies, weâre gonna kill necromancers.â
Join Blood of Eden? It makes sense that kids don't join from birth, but it seems like BoE are pretty popular round these parts.
Honesty said, âSome of the zombies go spying outside the barracks, they ainât all mad. Thatâs why you got to make sure you see all your friends eating and bleeding, or, you knowâbam, youâre dead, or bones, or worse.â
âI eat,â protested Nona.
Shh, don't tell them you're a necromancer! (Not that Nona is, really. She's not got any necromantic ability.)
âThe necromancers will come back. They may already be here.â
[...]
Eventually Beautiful Ruby broke the silence and said, âWhat about Varun, Hot Sauce? What about Varun the Eater?â
âItâs here for them,â said Hot Sauce.
They looked up through the big crack at the blued sky respectfully.
Varun the Eater? Is that one of the resurrection beasts? It would make sense, if "it's here for them".
The Resurrection Beasts don't like any necromancers, but particularly don't like Lyctors, and especially don't like God. It's a shame none of them are anywhere near here. No necromancers to be seen. No Lyctors. Hush.
Nona whispered, âJoin what, Hot Sauce?â
Hot Sauce didnât answer her. When she did say anything, she asked a question instead, which was irritatingly like Pyrrha. âYou like it here?â
âI love it here,â said Nona sincerely. âI wouldnât want to be anywhere else.â
âYouâre sweet,â said Hot Sauce.
I love this interaction, even though we don't know anything more about BoE from it.
What a great chapter. I love Nona, I love these kids, I can't wait what sort of adventures they're gonna get into.