Rating – ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Leigh Bardugo is a queen. A beautifully enchanting queen, who has such a magical way with words…I am shook.
You know a book is great when it makes you feel privileged to have read it. Leigh makes me feel like that with every book of hers that I’ve read, and this definitely doesn’t let the side down.
Her storytelling reels you in and you get lost; you live and breathe and taste the world that she creates. And when you’re not reading it, you’re thinking about it, and counting down the time until you can read again.
None of the stories in The Language of Thorns ended how I expected them to. A lot of people (myself included) often associate fairy tales with happy endings and beautiful princesses, but that definitely isn’t the case for Leigh’s tales.
“You know how the stories go. Interesting things only happen to pretty girls.”
But that definitely isn’t the case here. I love how ugly or plain girls feature so heavily in Leigh’s books. They are beaten down because of their looks but they don’t mope about it. They don’t need a prince to tell them they’re beautiful because it doesn’t matter. They can still be kind and ambitious and driven. Their looks don’t hold them back and honestly it makes me so emotional. The plain girls don’t get enough recognition in the media and I am so here for it.
My favourite of these stories is When Water Sang Fire, 100%. I finished it, and immediately went back to reread it.
It’s a freaking masterpiece.
The ending sort of reminded me of Heartless, where the main character is wronged and their inner darkness just runs wild. I literally sit there like
Yes bitch you fucking plot your revenge you go girl.
And I really don’t know what that says about me, and I don’t really know if I care.
Please, please read this book. Go out and buy it (or just buy it on amazon because the internet is a wonderful thing) and treat yourself. Curl up under a blanket with a cup of tea and just let yourself be transported to another world by Queen Bardugo.