Every so often, you come across a book that blows away all expectations. This was Scythe for me. I had heard great things about this book, but I’ve been burned by hype before. This book lived up to all the rave reviews and brings me to write yet another.
In the absence of death, with no further knowledge to seek, what is the meaning of life? What is the point? At what moment does living become redundant, the stasis unrelenting and unbearable? What is the basis of morality with no consequences?
I can honestly say this is the first book that did not make me envious of the immortal. Gone is the glamour, the intrigue of living forever. In its place, a stark realization of what it truly means to be without end.
Some have mentioned that the developing romance was out of place in such a deeply philosophic dystopian sci-fi. As someone who is always seeking romance in books, I found the relationships satisfying and, ultimately, humanizing.
This book left me with more questions than answers, but I loved it. It is an engaging story full of unique and vibrant characters. I recommend this for anyone interested in science fiction or mature dystopian themes.