Its decline was so gradual and so disappointing. And then it just went on like it never did. The writing style was good, as was the plot, and the characters were interesting. Up until around the 40% mark, this book had everything I ever want in a book. Their goal is to overthrow the king and see to it that malfettos are viewed as equals to everyone else. Unfortunately for our protagonist, this Elite is the leader of a cult that exploits the powers of other Elites - the Daggers. She was going to be burned at the stake, but an Elite saved her at the last instant. Many hate them and many love them, but with their powers they can change everything.Īdelina Amouteru is an Elite. Some malfettos have strange powers and are called the Young Elites. The ones who survived were labelled 'malfetto.' They bear strange markings that make them look different from the rest. When The Sealands were stricken with the blood fever, most of the people who were infected died. Some worship us, think us children of the gods. Some fear us, think us demons to burn at the stake. Some hate us, think us outlaws to hang at the gallows. I thought I’d never read anything worse, but I couldn't have been more wrong. Most people loved Wool, but I couldn't have hated it more. The atmosphere is so acrid that even when you wear a protective suit, going up to clean guarantees your death. When people break the rules they have to leave the comfort of their silos and clean. They live in silos and never know what it’s like to live aboveground. It was a fifty-page book about people who have to live underground because of pollution.

Even at such a corrupt age, I had no clue that books could possibly be that bad. I was probably eleven or twelve at the time.

'At least it’s not as bad as Wool.' This is what I would tell myself whenever I read a bad book. I read this as a buddy read with my friend Vicky.

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