(PDF/EPUB) [Sand and Ruin and Gold Ruin #1] ´ Alexis Hall

(PDF/EPUB) Sand and Ruin and Gold Ruin #1 ´ Alexis Hall

I had only uestions uncertainties and shame A kiss that was not a kiss from a man who was not a man Upon finding out there was going to be a new Alexis Hall book I did a not so little suee Upon finding out there was going to be a new Alexis Hall book featuring merfolk well I sueed a lot Then I sueed some Then I sueed some againBasically I sueed so much I was in danger of sueeing myself into a state of implosionSo today I finally got my grubby little hands on this It couldn t have come at a better time I ve been feeling a bit poorly and a new comfort ead from Alexis Hall was just what the doctor orderedI hunker down with my copy of Sand and Ruin and Gold and spend approximately 47 minutes staring at the incredibly dreamsome cover before I start to ead I m eadingBut wait a dingleberrying minuteWhy are my glims feeling weird Why is my nose ticklingThat s not supposed to happen I m eading an Alexis Hall story about a merman and a prince for fucks sakeBut the thing is you see while this may have been about mythical merfolk and a merman named Nerites and a prince in particular the themes surrounding them were wholly elatableLove loss a yearning to belongWho hasn t felt one or a combination of all three at some point in their life I know I haveSo I spent a very large part of my Saturday eading this short story Freuently needing to take breaks because it became too much while at the same time it wasn t enough Crying and feeling helpless for the Prince Nerites and the other merfolk Generally I was educed to an incomprehensible mess But you know what I don t careBecause this bookThis fucking bookIt was beautiful and perfect I didn t like the ending but I didn t hate it either 45 stars ounded up because even though this story doesn t leave me with a warm and fuzzy feeling it is unforgettable and the writing is absolutely exuisite Every behavior instinct or stifling of every sense of egret hope and loneliness are me They e me And they e youNo matter how you slice it shame and degradation and ignorant superiority are selfish and painful No matter how pretty the intent the disgust and scars are there breathingDon t force me to be what you think you see what you want to see what your own irrational fear forces you to see instead of meNo one should have to touch through glass We don t need the glass Why can t the est of them see thatThose people that wonder why I or anyone is nakedly struck to the core when someone is made to feel they aren t seen that they e discarded trashed not worth the love and freedom and heart well ead this and maybe you ll finally understand And It doesn t have to hurt It doesn t hurtSimply because you didn t teach me something didn t think or didn t want to teach me that doesn t mean the heart doesn t find a way It does The boundaries of our belonging are too frayed too uncertain and our worlds meet only at the limits of my body So we live as we always have together in the only way we can at the very edges of freedomThis is the truth for many I want it to be a lie only an unsettling dream a elic we can t even conjure let alone touchIf forty pages can lay everything out to aw bare imagine what a gesture a word of understanding appreciation acknowledgment of love can doForty pages of a lifelong web of growth failure forgiveness time and love A merman and a human boy Two lonely souls One love storyThey encounter one another at the Cirue de la Mer and the Prince is mystically drawn to the Mer He becomes his obsession but perhaps also his salvation It was such a short story I wanted needed It was well executed and an original story but it lacked at multiple places And I m saying this because I have ead short stories with a elatively good and detailed world building context or secondary characters In this though we barely know anything about the settings we have no idea who this Prince eally is and if the King actually exists I also doubted by moments if the Prince eally was made by scientists or if it was all some sort of metaphor And well there are barely any secondary characters and if there are it doesn t feel like the author wants us to focus on themThe Mer and the Prince s love story is very cute and endearing but there is almost no omance at all Still witnessing the way they meet get to know one another and develop something deeply beautiful was what won me over at the end I will surely ead this again sometime if only to feel the swoon worthy moments for a second time It s in eality the first time I ever ead about two characters falling in love without even talking to each other It s like they were eading one another s mind Or destined to be together The Prince is an absolutely sweet character and maybe for some easy to connect with if we ignore the fact that he has been created by scientists The Mer though is mysterious and we don t know much about him if we even know something I think it would have been interesting to ead his. Once upon a time that’s how the old stories always beginOnce upon a time there was a king of a fallen kingdom He was just and he was beloved Or so the numbers said One day he gathered together the greatest wisest minds in all the land not sorcerers but scientists and he bade them fashion him a son

Point of view The story would have been clearer and the ending would have surely not bothered me that much Because it is vague and doesn t assure us eaders that everything will be alright for our dear couple And those endings are the worst for me And HFN ending will await youThe writing was superb so no problem there The pacing perfect and well fitting There was also a detectable calm atmosphere I would have liked for it to be intense though since it could have given so much importance to everything happening but it was pleasant nonethelessIt is worth eading even though I did say negative things about it It is short thirty nine pages long so it can definitely be ead in a single sitting and enjoyed mainly for the precious love story I never ead an MM omance with mermen before or any kind of similar creature but it was a good first book in that category So we live as we always have together in the only way we can at the very edges of freedom this isn t one of the old stories This is the story of today and tomorrowThis is the story of a man who hurts but can t cry a nameless Prince who is given a name with the word love in it from strangers This is the story of a failed design for perfection Twisted and unwanted perfectionIt s about lost things and found dreams About stolen freedom and cruelty understanding and careIt s beautiful and violent and unforgettable It broke my heart And I loved every word of it A book to be ead aloud like a campfire ghost story part cautionary tale and as those things always go part love storyLove is terrifying and it hurts and never so than when you are alone watched closely but never seen I ll never ecognize every nuance of this book i could ead it a thousand times and find something new every time but I ll never forget how it felt to ead it this first time in a single dizzying breath stealing sitting RIP mr nimoy28 august 2014my dearest AJHwe ve spoken a lot about stories about how they work and what they e for and about the pieces of ourselves that can end up in the words we writei told you about a woman who loved me once and how i honored her in the stories i wrote you told me about the old wound you d finally found a way to heal in the pages of a novel you wrote about coming homewriting is both an external and internal thing isn t it about the inside and the outside and most of the time none of it has any meaning without someone else coming along to see which pieces of themselves fit into what you ve writtenwe spent a lot of time you and i trading our writing trading our pieces and then you wrote me a storyin the months since i first got to ead it i ve tried to write a eview exactly seven different timeseach time i spent all this energy going through examples of stories i ve experienced in films or songs or novels which had touched me in the same waystories that had pieces of myself in them toothe mechanics are simple and it s what i both love and hate about MM as a genre when i ecognize myself inside a story the story becomes mine somehow and for a time i live that story like it s actually my lifesometimes it s subtle sometimes it s the faintest hint of an ideabut once i ecognize it i never forget iteverreading this story was like eading a diaryyou did it on purpose and you did it for mei told you how i sometimes feel invisible when i ead books that are supposed to be about me supposedly about people like me but find that they e not about me or even for me at allso you wrote me this I felt in some way uite deeply seen i told you about the time i wrote a story about an assassin to say goodbye to a friend so you wrote me this too Sometimes I stared into the pixels that were his eyes looking for the loss of me and when i complained sick to death of shitty novels about the scenes of endless pointless stultifyingly vapid conversation that are a hallmark of bad omantic fictionyou wrote me a omance with not a single word of dialogue in it at allnot onebecause you knew it would make me laughand laugh i didnot least because you also paid me the highest tribute i ve eceived in my short careeryou turned your considerable talents among which the ability to capture the voice and the cadence of a particular type of person to lend authenticity to each of the stories you tell towards writing a thing in the style of yours truly a ight incorrigible motherfucker of a julio alexi genao first of his nameshort sentences punchy paragraphs em dashed subjunctive clauses and everythinglike a glorious badassand oh how it works it s me and it s you and it worksit s beautifulkinetic musical haunting violent heartbreaking and elentlessly beautifuland in a way i ve never before experienced to this extent mine They like to tell stories by their fires stories I like to imagine that are older than the old world stories about things that never change or fade away and so do wei know a lot of creative peoplesome are my friends some are my family and. Prince A perfect prince to embody his father’s legacyThe scientists each brought the prince a gift beauty strength ambition intellect pride But they must have forgotten something because when he saw the mermaids dance at the Cirue de la Mer he an away to join themFor a year he trained them performed.

Alexis Hall ï 3 ead

Once upon a time some of them were my lovers tooi am 37 years old as of this writing and i can tell you that i have never ever in the span of my life to date eceived a gift this personal and this magicalnobody has ever written me a story beforeuntil nowuntil this storythe tales we tell that endure do so because despite the aliens the gangsters and even the mermen they e always about uswe can all ecognize ourselves in the stories we consume and in that way we live foreveracross generations and even different versions of the same talei thank you with everything in me and i promise to eturn the favor one dayto surprise you with it like you surprised meand to share it with other people as you have so that they too may feel as deeply seenhopefully you will come to the last line of that work the way i came to the last line of this onefull of joy and wonder and gratitudejustmaybe with not so much of the helpless blubbering thothank youi emain your friendJAG WowThis somehow touched my soulThis was like a legend A myth And Alexis s style eally suits this This tale is set in a sort of dystopic future but the voice in which it s told provides this unmistakable feeling of a faraway story from thousand years ago A story told by word of mouth in order to each our very own ears This tale feels like it travelled from the past plowing through oceans of timeI can eally look at you in your eyes and say It eally works it s eally aliveEpicGift from Helle thank you Okay so I m on a e eading my favourite books spree because I just needed to ead books I knew that were safe that I would love that would touch meWith Ruin it s the same experience as with Glitterland I love it with every ead but gosh do I feel the bad things too The agony of witnessing how the mermaids are mistreated is excruciatingI had seen him made less than a beast Mere object commodity a thing to be used And I couldn t care any what I was or what he was or if we were different or the sameThis small story is breathtakingly beautiful and melancholic I love it so much there are not enough words and never the ight ones to express how much I adore thisYou might askIs this a love story I d say Yes it isIs this a omantic story then Again I d say Yes it isSo this is a omantic love story Here s the thing I d have to say No it isn t This is a story of princes and monstersGosh I love the blurb It s amazing and fits the book perfectlyI m sorry I can t tell Once upon a time there was a king of a fallen kingdom this is the beginning of an exceptional short story that tugged at my heartstrings A brilliantly written perfect story so sad and hauntingly beautiful a masterpiece that will stick with me a long time Yes eading it did hurt but simultaneously it touched my soul deeplyI always loved fairytales tales of enchanted castles and haunted places I grew up with tales from Hans Christian Andersen and the Grimm brothers The history of my country is interwoven with those old tales When I was little my mom ead them to me and when I got older we used to sit at campfires and tell us those old fairytales again and againAnd then decades later my dear friend Mel comes along and ecommends Alexis wonderful tale from a prince and a merman to me two different creatures who can admire one another from afar but who were never meant to live in the same world I loved how Alexis describes Nerites the merman He s a predator a wild creature powerful a beast unpredictable sad and lonely and held in captivity in a glass cage trained to perform for the amusement of humans The nameless prince who hurts but can t cry is determined to give Nerites his freedom Without eally thinking about it simply wanting to calm him I put my palm against the glassHe stilled the moment he saw me do itSeconds passed enough of them to make me feel foolish standing there in the dark with my hand outstretchedAnd then he surged towards me I was sufficiently unnerved to ascribe desperation to a movement born of simple agitation and he covered my palm with hisI don t know how long we stood there hand to hand across a panel of touch warmed glassI took the memory of his eyes with me when I left The writing style is just stunning I ve never ead a first person narrative without any dialogue and I didn t miss it not one bit The tale of the prince and the Mer Nerites and their bittersweet fate kept me awake all night and the old song Es waren 2 K nigskinder came to my mind the tale of Hero and Leander from the Greek mythology WEs waren zwei K nigskinderdie hatten einander so liebsie konnten zusammen nicht kommendas Wasser war viel zu tiefHerzliebster kannst du nicht schwimmenHerzlieb schwimm her ber zu mirZwei Kerzen will ich hier anz ndenund die sollen leuchten dir Sand and Ruin and Gold was stunning achingly beautiful and I loved every word This little gem will get a top place on my all time favorites book shelfIf prince Graih ny marrey is still waiting for his merman. With them thought he was happy For a year he thought he was free But then Nerites came A merman who efused to be tamed A captive from another kingdom A beast in a glass cageThe old stories always end with happy ever after But this isn’t one of the old stories This is a story of princes and monsters.

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