Book Review: A Sky Beyond the Storm

Please note that this review will have some mild spoilers. I am unable to review the book properly if I do not discuss my feelings for the characters and perhaps certain plot events. Please do not read this review if you have not read the book yet OR if you do not want to be a little spoiled.

Synopsis

Picking up just a few months after A Reaper at the Gates left off…

The long-imprisoned jinn are on the attack, wreaking bloody havoc in villages and cities alike. But for the Nightbringer, vengeance on his human foes is just the beginning.

At his side, Commandant Keris Veturia declares herself Empress, and calls for the heads of any and all who defy her rule. At the top of the list? The Blood Shrike and her remaining family.

Laia of Serra, now allied with the Blood Shrike, struggles to recover from the loss of the two people most important to her. Determined to stop the approaching apocalypse, she throws herself into the destruction of the Nightbringer. In the process, she awakens an ancient power that could lead her to victory–or to an unimaginable doom.

And deep in the Waiting Place, the Soul Catcher seeks only to forget the life–and love–he left behind. Yet doing so means ignoring the trail of murder left by the Nightbringer and his jinn. To uphold his oath and protect the human world from the supernatural, the Soul Catcher must look beyond the borders of his own land. He must take on a mission that could save–or destroy–all that he knows.

My Thoughts

This series–these characters have my whole heart.

I don’t even know what to say, really. It’s over. And I’m empty and fulfilled at the same time.

The writing in this entire series is just… unparalleled to anything that I have ever read before. The way Sabaa Tahir paints pictures with words is unmatched. She will have you laughing in one scene and expertly carve your heart out of your chest the next and still on the next page offer hope.

Let me share with you some quotes that stood out to me:

By the time I am finished telling the tale, dawn is a pale suggestion on the horizon and the snow clouds have given way to a tangerine sky.

Quin hoists Zacharias’s hawk-and-hammer flag atop the palace. As he does, Antium’s survivors emerge into the streets. Emaciated Martial and Scholar men, changed but unbroken. Women clutching weapons in one hand and children in the other. Fighters all.

The fire turns her gold eyes molten, and she throws back her head and laughs. Watching her is like watching a waterfall thundering down a gorge. Like watching the Northern dancers illuminate the sky. I cannot describe it. I only know that a tightness in my chest loosens, and I am different – lighter – for witnessing it.

My heart thuds against my chest like a penned bull as Elias approaches. Darin spots him and groans.

โ€œCan I kick him?โ€ my brother asks. โ€œIโ€™m going to kick himโ€ 

“He saved your life, Darin.” 

“A small kick,โ€ he argues. โ€œIt wouldnโ€™t even hurt him. Look at him. It would probably break my foot.โ€

โ€œNo.โ€

โ€œFine.โ€ Darin grabs his pack, ignoring the Soul Catcher’s nod of greeting. “I can tell when I’m not wanted.” Once past Elias, my brother turns around and mimes a kick, grinning.

Skies. Brothers.

All the way to Avitas’ quarters, where we can speak without interruption, I think of Musa’s cries. The way he sounded as if his soul had been dug out of his body.


Look, I know I’m not famous (nor do I really want to be) and I’m not someone incredibly important but if you listen to anything that I say about books – please, please read this series. You will be undone and put back together many times and finally, at the end, you will be broken, and you will hurt, but it will be a beautiful pain. You will be given hope. And rest.

I am a lifelong reader. I have been devouring books since I was 5 or 6 years old. This is, hands down, one of the best series I have ever read in my entire life. This is the series you put under your pillow at night. The series that you clutch to your heart after reading it, tears streaming down your face.

Pick it up, if you can. I know you’ll love it.

Loyal to the end.

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