This week, I (Madame Sidler) read chapters 23-30 of On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness. Quite a lot happened in Glipwood this week—a treasure-hunt, a ghostly encounter, a portent, a kidnapping, a murder. This is also where we see the first hint of the glorious glory of my own favorite person in this story. I’m sure I shouldn’t have favorites, but I’m a librarian, not an historian. Historians are welcome to be objective if they like.
Do you know what else is glorious in this chapter (28)? Leeli’s sweet heart. Come over to the forum if you’d like to talk about that; I’ve started up a new discussion thread about her.
Slarb flew through the air toward Leeli, fangs bared in a vicious snarl. Too frightened to move, Leeli forced away the thoughts of the Fang’s long teeth sinking into her, the poison coursing through her veins; in that heartbeat she thought of the warm cottage, the only home she’d ever known. She was sad that she’d never get to see it again.
Leeli imagined Janner, Tink, Podo, and Nia standing on the front lawn waving to her. And she thought of Nugget. She hoped that Janner and Tink would remember to feed him, and scratch his belly once in a while.
Suddenly, Slarb’s growl was cut short. Trembling, Leeli opened her eyes and saw the Fang’s claws clutching desperately at an arm locked tight around his throat.
She couldn’t see the person’s face, only a tuft of white hair sticking up from behind Slarb’s shoulder— but the arm around Slarb’s throat had a dirty knitted sock pulled up to the elbow.
—From chapter 28, “Into the Forest.”
If you’ve been reading along with us, which parts did you love best? Feel free to post a quote from elsewhere in the series, too. We’d love to hear it!
Come on over to the forum! This week, we’ve been talking about your librarian’s existential state (dead or not?) and the feeling of being abandoned by the Maker. Join in on one of these or several other topics (such as blindplopping and Oskar’s quotes), or come start your own discussion! We are eager to hear your voice. 🙂