The world of Fable is a ruthless one, as divided by privilege as it is by your ability to cut a throat. And the softer you looked, the more likely you were to become prey. It wasn’t uncommon for women to crew ships, but they were definitely outnumbered. ↳ Rule One: Keep your knife where you can reach it. And with Young’s careful writing, they are so vitally woven into each line of every page that I’m going to have to use them for discussing different aspects of the book: These rules make up the very essence of what kind of a tale or world this book goes through, what consequences there are for every action. ➯ Never, under any circumstances, reveal what or who matters to you.
➯ Keep your knife where you can reach it. It is a fable of doomed love that creeps up on your stoic, lonely soul, and the efforts to conceal its warmth in the darkest corners of the treacherous sea.īecause in a world where a father would leave his fourteen year old daughter on an island of backstabbing survivours at fourteen to fend for herself and cross thieves and seas to find her way back to him and prove she has it in her to live and thrive in the ruthless ocean with its greedy guilds of merchants and two faced pirates, in a world where caring is equivalent to giving others power over you, there are only five rules to keep tucked in your heart: A yarn where the core is love love of an abandoned daughter for a distant father and a haunted father for his precious daughter love of a terrified boy for a fiery girl and a lost girl for a cold boy and the love of a tortured brother for his little sister and a trapped sister for her looming brother. To put it best, Adrienne Young has spun a yarn of yearning, made from threads of survival, family, and the meaning of home of longing for something that seems both the cure and the ultimate, inevitable curse. I tried my best to capture the vibe of the book in my book playlist, you can listen to that as a side aid ➾ Spotify URL This is a book that takes you beneath the sea and into the unknown cold and lets you watch the shadows of all the pain and longing, and makes you secretly hope. And he was lost without her.įable is not a fast paced, fun tale of adventure in line with Pirates of the Caribbean this fable is grim, and dangerous, and slowly immersive-you might say it’s more in line with the show Black Sails if you’re really looking for a comparison, albeit ill-fitting. She was the pattern of stars that he navigated by, the sum of all directions on his compass.
Isolde was the wind and sea and sky of Saint’s world. Such is the way of a book so atmospheric.
I was sailing the grim, deadly Narrows on the mainmast of a shadow ship, a spyglass sharpening my gaze I was dredging the bottom of the deep blue sea, silence and chaos my companions.
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