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[epitome-of-stupidity]

I hot jumpscared by your nickname

...how?

[marinthecottage]

“How are you feeling? Zachary asks. “Like I’m losing my mind but in a slow, achingly beautiful sort of way.” Erin Morgenstern “Starless Sea “

[ragazzo-di-carta]

“These doors will sing. Silent siren songs for those who seek what lies behind them. For those who feel homesick for a place they’ve never been to. Those who seek even if they do not know what (or where) it is that they are seeking. Those who seek will find. Their doors have been waiting for them.”

- Erin Morgenstern, The Starless Sea

[epitome-of-stupidity]

farewell sweet earth and northern sky, for ever blest, since here did lie and here with lissom limbs did run beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, Lúthien Tinúviel more fair than Mortal tongue can tell. though all to ruin fell the world and were dissolved and backward hurled; unmade into the old abyss, yet were its making good, for this― the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea― that Lúthien for a time should be.

farewell now here ye leaves of trees

your music in the morning breeze

farewell now blade and bloom and grass

that see the changing seasons pass

ye waters murmuring over stone

and meres that silent stand alone

farewell now mountain, vale, and plain

farewell now wind and frost and rain

and mist and cloud and heaven's air

ye star and moon so blinding-fair

that still shall look down from the sky

on the wide earth, though beren die

though beren die not, and yet deep

deep, whence comes of those that weep

no dreadful echo, lie and choke

to everlasting dark and smoke

[lolalalateatime]

In my very subjective, extremely biased opinion, The Starless Sea is a cure to the hangover of living in this timeline.

The bias stems from the sheer delight that's still clinging to my soul (do please note I'm valiantly refraining from saying "like honey to a spoon").

When I first hit "play" on the audiobook in my native tongue I didn't really expect anything but a famtasy novel about books. Half an hour in, I was in love. As soon as I finished listening, I started again, this time in English.

It's difficult to describe without just sharing my impressions. There are plenty books that read like a Rubik's cube, you try and put the elements together to get that lovely moment of clarity when you figure out the point. This one? Reads like a puzzle done entirely in watercolours. The images shift and stay the same, depending on the light and your point of view. Yet, they remain true. And not true.

In fact, The Starless Sea would make the loveliest animation. I can't imagine it being filmed, but animated? Absolutely.

The thing that hit me straight underneath my ribs was this one line about spirituality that echoed my experience exactly, along with Mirabel describing the weather as "so poetry". Sometimes I bite my tongue before I say something like "today feels like wildflowers blooming on concrete, I wonder which will survive?" because I'm just tired of getting the "wtf do you mean" stare. Having a character express themselves similarly was a treat.

The Starless Sea gave me Mirabel and her "so poetry" comments, wading through fairy tales, symbols and recurring elements sprouting all over the pages, labyrinths of imagination, three love stories, and the beauty of endings and beginnigs, beginnings and endings, and how they exist and mean the same thing.

I'm still a little dazed and entirely charmed. I wonder if I will still feel that in the third reading.

[epitome-of-stupidity]

Love your username.

Love your title

Love your little description (and cat pic)

Love your tag for original posts

Please--it's all beautiful I can't

thanks so much!!!

I'm flattered :)

[epitome-of-stupidity]

YOU ARE VERY COOL AND I LIKE THAT YOU ALSO LIKE THE STARLESS SEA!! 10/10 MOOT YOU ARE VERY COOL I LIKE SEEING YOUR STUFF ON MY DASH :D

thank you <3