What I liked about this book: I read a solid chunk of it at a Baltimore Orioles game, and my friends and I have decided that it was a good luck charm. The moment I started to complaining to them about it, we started to come back from losing 0-3. We won 5-3, let’s go O’s

That’s about it! Oh boy, where to even start with what I didn’t like.

The best word I can use to describe the writing style is amateur. Simple prose, very little imagery, I guess it got the job done but that’s about it. It feels like a teenager’s first attempt at writing a book, and I’m honestly shocked this wasn’t the author’s first publication.

Yeeran and Lettle were both completely lacking in sense. So many times they’d internally question something that happened, and I wanted to just yell at the book because the explanation was so obvious. Standing in front of a giant magic tree, someone mentions the “Tree of Souls,” and Lettle asks what the Tree of Souls is. Girl, what do you think? The number of times they failed to understand something that had already been hammered into us as the reader was just infuriating. Every single plot point was extremely predictable, and yet the characters always failed to understand a single thing that was going on. No common sense at all. The characters were extremely one-dimensional, too. I truly didn’t care what happened to any of them.

The two romances were way too similar to be interesting. Characters meet, dislike each other, start to become attracted each other but can’t be together for Reasons. Please, I beg of you, pick another arc. I’m so tired. I only finished this book because I need my baseball team to win, and apparently the more I complain about it, the better we do.