*Book Beginnings on Friday hosted by Rose City Reader
*Share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are currently reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author’s name.
*The Friday 56 hosted by Freda’s Voice
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
(If you have to improvise, that’s ok.)
*Find any sentence, (or few, just don’t spoil it) that grab you.
Author: Holly Black
Down a path worn into the woods, past a stream and a hollowed-out log full of pill bugs and termites, was a glass coffin. It rested right on the ground, and in it slept a boy with horns on his head and ears pointed as knives.
They ran and ran until they managed to wedge themselves in the hollow of an oak tree, where they hid, hearts thumping, breaths held, listening for the sweep of a tail or the pad of a heavy step.
I’ve been wanting to get this book for a while and finally picked up a copy last week. I will hopefully be starting it soon. So far, it sounds very exciting. The only other book I’ve read by Holly Black was The Coldest Girl In Coldtown, which I really enjoyed. Also, the cover of this book is even prettier in person.