Prodigy

He is beauty, inside and out.
He is the silver lining in a world of darkness.
He is my light.
       -June Iparis

Sobbing uncontrollably, shouting nonsense, and screaming at the characters. Yes, that was my instant reaction after I finished Prodigy. As a good student LOL, I barely swear. However, I swore f*** right after I finished the book. How can Marie Lu torture her readers with a bloody cliffhanger? My heart was broken, torn apart, bleeding like hell.


I don't think that I'm capable of expressing my emotions better than the following review. And I don't feel that I can write a coherent book review without venting my depression and sorrow. Thus, I'll provide a review which absolutely portrays my angst. D:

"Prodigy, though, in a word, is lost. So many sacrifices, so many fears, so many character developments, so many plot twists, so much genius that even a hundred Hershey's bars wouldn't stack up in comparison. This book was not a rollercoaster: it was a freaking cannonball. You don't even get the time to prepare with the proper goggles before Marie pushes you into the waters from a height beyond Shangri-la. Then the words wrap around you like air currents and slam you down into the water with a splash that hurt more than a hundred million bombs setting on fire."

Truth

Since when, I've lost all my interest in biology........ I've forgotten. The desire to major in bio-engineering had vanished when time elapsed.

“You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing. People who refuse to come to earth. People who love in a world without walls, people who love into hate, into refusal, against hope, and without fear."

I do believe in the quote. Or I did. However, when I tried to grab biology as tightly as I could, it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers, too fine to hold. My interests were lost in a wave of nausea. In the meanwhile, the world just goes on the same as always, night cycling into day and back into night, an endless circle; seasons shifting and reforming like a monster shaking off its skin and growing it again. I was no longer the ignorant girl who believes in herself. I grew. I changed. I didn't believe that I could soar into the sky or fly above the icy walls. There was an invisible gap between me and biology. And I didn't dare to cross the gap. Or I didn't want to cross the gap. There laid biology, in the wind, the tempest, the storm, and the rain. There was nothing that I could do, but let go. 

Jace Lightwood

Arrogant yet gorgeous. Beautiful yet broken. Strong yet vulnerable. Sarcastic yet honest. Agile yet thoughtful. Indifferent yet protective. This is Jace Lightwood. It's indeed amazing that Ms. Clare enriched her characters with layers of personalities. He was the best Shadowhunter, adroit, thoughtful, and calculated. He was strong enough to fight against Greater Demons, vicious villains, and lying psychopaths. His pretended arrogance and plastered smile wrapped him like a warm blanket. However, the blanket was unfolded by Clary. She saw his vulnerability. His beauty. His scars. Everything. He was so beautiful that he was easily broken by the world. I felt their love. His eyes lit up whenever he saw Clary. His heart thudded and fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. He stared at her intensely. He was so beautiful that she worried that he was unreal. Too perfect to be true. The characters simply imprinted in my mind. They were wonderful and unique. They stood out as individuals and as a whole as a book. Jace was gorgeous and he knew it. He understood that he was attractive enough for girls to stare at him. He had always wanted a girl, got to know her, and then lost his interest in her. However, it was different for Clary. The more he knew her, the more he wanted to stay with her. I almost couldn't accept that they were siblings, star-crossed lovers. I would burn the book, like seriously, if they were siblings. Jace was a complex character. He was beautiful yet vulnerable, which made the readers empathize him, especially his miserable childhood with the psychopath villain, Valentine. I loved Jace so much that I didn't think I could fall in love with anyone else in the real world. I was enchanted in the creative, wonderful fictional world perpetually.