The Lunar Chronicles : Cinder

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Magic and technology . I was never able to imagine a world where these two were combined . I just couldn’t understand how one could possibly relate to the other .Reading this novel definitely proved otherwise .

The story begins with cinder .The renowned mechanic in the city of New Beijing .She’s a cyborg ( half human , half robot ) which makes her an outcast . People believe that her kind shouldn’t exist , they’re an abomination . She’s  average brown eyed brunette ( you know , unless you count in her robot parts ). One day prince Kai stops by and asks Cinder to fix his android ( mini robot servant ). Yes it can be predictable , but really , it’s a modern fairytale , so what do you really expect ?

Anyway , the story pretty much starts off from that point .Cinder discovers some secrets of her mysterious past and maybe gets herself thrown into jail …… Also , the term “Lunars” is what eartheans call people who live on the moon.Yes .The Moon.

They have “special” powers , they can manipulate the bio-electricity of humans into thinking , seeing & doing whatever Lunars want  .So they’re basically the ”bad guys” in this novel. I don’t want to post any spoilers so you’ll have the pick up the novel and read for yourself .

It’s predictable at some points , but also pretty funny.I love reading modern fairytales because they make me feel like an 8 year old again.Definitely enjoyed this book and loved the sequel even more  which started off with a new main character and continued Cinder’s story as well .

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“Breathing Is Mandatory”

My lungs are convulsing . My bones feel like glass shards dug deep into my skin.

My eyes , they can’t bear the disturbance of what’s infront of my closed lids .Silence is a calm shadow .It casts a paralyzing spell on my panicking thoughts .

Gone.

I don’t remember what I was contemplating about .

Silence isn’t a curse , nor a blessing .It’s not the opposite of loud noise , but rather the cold absence of it .

It seeps into my breath , my lungs , creeping into my bloodstream .

Silence is well , Silent .

Sometimes you need it , sometimes you don’t .

But is silence calmness or bottled rage ?

I’m not interested in your cheap talk .

-Lily

Illusion

I stare into the raging horizon from my room’s balcony .The red sun is setting like a capricious flame slowly drifting to dark as the seconds pass . I inhale carefully as the smell of salted waves fill up my lungs .
Peace . Calmness. Absolution .
That’s all I ever desired .
Like a warm canopy surrounding me , the warm wind comforts me .The golden grains of sand below me hypnotize me .A golden blanket of stars .To my left , I see the dense forest .The trees dance with the  swaying wind as I hear the sound of leaves brushing each other .
The symphony of perfection .
I look into the distance on my right , just a bare beach with debris drifting back and forth with broken shells . The wind picks up it’s pace and starts to tickle my hair , my body , my face .Humming hush lullabies to my ears .
Slowly jabbing grains of sand into my wounds .
A warning .
The grains of sand start flying everywhere , shadowing my sight .The sun has almost set and it’s beginning to get too dark.The night unfolds like a dying wave. The wind is greedy as it gets too strong .The symphony turned into pain filling my ears .I’m on my knees now .I can’t stand straight .The sand turned from glittering stars to brutal daggers .I can’t fight , I’m too weak .Always was .Always have been .
I close my eyes and slowly give in . I’m exhausted . No , I’m a heartless corpse with no sense of direction .I’m ready to forget the beautiful crimes . I’m ready to let go of the chains binding me . I’m ready to leave the shame . I’m ready to forgive the haunting memories .
I’m Ready .
The pain is no longer attacking my ears .The winds dies out . I open my eyes and stare in disbelief into pitch black darkness.
Is it over ?
Everything feels so peaceful yet my heart begins to race .I look down and realize I can’t feel the balcony under me anymore .My feet are dug deep into the sand , feeling like tiny shards of glass injected deep into my bones.
I try to focus harder infront of me . I can barely make out my surroundings . I’m on the beach now . I stare above .The  rueful stars above barely give any light .
And then they were gone .
I realize too late the enormous wave that hovers above my head .

-Lily