Synopsis
All Luce wants is to go home, but how can she? Since the war, her beloved city has been under an enchantment. Rivers run dry and the streets are haunted, or so they say.
When she hears a rumor that the curse has been lifted, Luce writes a heartfelt letter to the leaders. It begins ten years ago, when she’s thirteen-years-old and dying of a broken heart. Dying, I tell you!
Luce’s account takes the leaders into the cold heart of a mermaid. To when she, and her bestie, Adu, live in a spidery, clifftop house with a tiny dog.
Not even Sea Mother’s magic or mermaids can hold back the war. When the world goes dark, it takes a wind magician and the strongest love of all to save her family and friends.
Light up the skies, little mermaid!
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Review
This was a delightful short story to read. The story follows Luce and her retelling of events that happened when she was 13 to a “board” ten years later. She recounts the events that led to the fall of her town of Craw and how her family banded together to extract them from the war that was happening. She also shares her insights as a teen and how the war impacted her life and what she experienced during that time. I loved that she had a puppy, Bluebell, that gave her comfort during this time. Also, her friend Adu was there which helped her cope with the situation. I loved how they took the characters from a children’s book about mermaids and used those as coping mechanisms, and to teach Bluebell different tricks.
I think many of us could relate to her experiences just from what we see happening in the world today. We may not have personal experiences that tie to Luce’s, but empathy with her plight and with those in similar situations. Luce may have been naive at 13, but then who wouldn’t have been, but it helps shape her as she grows up and shares her story ten years later.
If you want to read more about this world created by the author, then check out the first book, I Volcano.
We give this book 4 paws up.
About the Author
Eule Grey has settled, for now, in the UK. She’s worked in education, justice, youth work, and even tried her hand at butter-spreading in a sandwich factory.
She writes novels, novellas, poetry, and a messy combination of all three. Nothing about Eule is tidy but she rocks a boogie on a Saturday night!
For now, Eule is she/her or they/them. Eule has not yet arrived at a pronoun that feels right.
