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“Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”
A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. The sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don’t know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food—and each other.
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if you're in an apocalypse... please drop your morals and just eat dead people like everyone else
if i was in an apocalypse i would simply not let someones death be in vain and imma EAT. Like damn give me that femur bone and let me nibble at it
One of the saddest books I've read in a long time. It is a book full of saddness, loss, despair, death and just a drop of hope.
This is a gorgeously written book – in some ways, more of an extended exercise of wordplay than a novel. The other two things I liked most about this book were: (1) reflecting on how poorly suited it is for a film adaptation; and (2) the new words I learned (crozzled, salitter, discalced). It perhaps could only be improved by the addition of zombie killing, but then that would probably be a pretty different book.
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