✰ 2.75 stars ✰
“You can never be lonely when you love.”
I actually do like the double entendre to the title, At the End of the River Styx. It rings quite true as Zan's time slowly ticks down towards his final end of his agreement with his contract tying him to the Ferryman, only for him to face another impossible decision of choosing another five hundred years of servitude of ferrying souls or choosing to hand over the one soul that cheated death, for the sake of his own freedom - the chance to live again. 😟
“You were supposed to be a dream.”
The way their respective paths crossed was well-played upon; not so much about the way Bastian was able to cross over, but the slow dawning of where it was he was crossing over to, and what part Zan played in his dream. Bastian's grief over his mother's death was a bittersweet reflection of Zan's own longing for a chance to be human. 🥺 'You’re stuck. You’re supposed to be dead. I’m supposed to lead you.'It was that ethereal feeling that was sort of like an escape for both of them, but still a place where Bastian's very existence hung in the balance that made it a double edged sword even to be here.
Loneliness is something tangible; it eats away. And misery loves company, and what better way than for two souls who have both paid the price of losing someone dear to bond and share in their grief. Share in the memories and exchange the sorrow, in order for them both to move past it; until it tumbles into a heartfelt and meaningful connection that be it a year or five hundred years - here is someone who understands. ❤️🩹❤️🩹 There was something soothing about being around each other, even though it cost so much just to spend time together. That aching yearning to be yourself with another - without judgment or remorse was heartfelt and sincere.
It was also interesting to see how each of them had their own descents into despair and darkness with their respective evil presences. Zan, very much alone, only had Bastian as the light to pull him out from drowning, whereas the love and support of Bastian's friends as well as his bookstore and Cat, made him realize that he was not alone in drowning his sorrows - that he had no reason to die. 😥 While I do still feel that it felt a bit too much at times - especially when Bastian became dependent on adverse methods to get to Zan - I got it.
“Five hundred years, the voice in his head murmured on repeat.
Was one life worth that?”
My issues with certain points, while insignificant maybe to other readers, are what essentially weighed in on my slightly lower rating than what I had initially hoped it to be.
For as much as it is described in much detail - the central focus of both perspectives, the strange thing was - I don't know why I did not feel their grief. I was numb to their pain and sadness and guilt. And perhaps this weighs in on the fact that I relate to them very strongly and truly to their sorrow. But, my heart never tinged with an ache for their heartache. 'Grief was a strange thing.' 😢 Maybe because it was being written in a way that you had to be told with a certainty that Bastian was in a shell-stocked state of mourning - spiraling into a descent of ill-advised choices. And Zan, who made the ultimate sacrifice of a choice that left him with no palpable certainty that it was not all for naught. That forced feeling left me feeling detached to their plight, rather than being empathetic to their emotions. 😔
As much as I liked Zan's parting words to Bastian, I don't know how I felt about the continuous repetition of hop, step, jump that he took him on through various memories; it reminded me of Jumper as they were 'playing with borrowed time' and it made the story drag on more than it should have; even though each setting was like trusting each other with their innermost parts of themselves. But, I think what really sealed the deal was the resolution of the conflict. I felt cheated by the ending; after all the hints to the ultimate sacrifice, it felt like a wasted potential to truly cheat Death. 🙎🏻♀️ 'You miss being human. But this one is no different. He belongs to me.' You cannot spend so much time building up towards a countdown, only to leave it like that for us to surmise what exactly it was that happened; it was anti-climatic. It leaves more questions than answers, and it feels like such a waste to the Ferryman's character, especially when it leaves with the intent that the story is not quite completed yet. 😮💨
I know Riley and Mathias had good intentions and it was nice to know that there were people in Bastian's life who cared for his well-being, but sometimes they felt a bit too excessive in their behavior that made me like them a little less. 😕 I would have liked Dorian and Bastian's sibling bond to be explored a bit more. Why Bastian seemed to have forgotten that he was not the only one who lost a mother - that his pain is no greater than his brother's simply because he was not the one in the driver's seat - felt unfair. 'He misses you, he feels like he’s being totally left out, he’s angry, he’s sad, he’s feeling all the same stuff, and you’re supposed to be his friend.' 😟 It's not that Dorian behaved more maturely, he was just more aware and focused and I respected that about him. And that he did not let his emotions get swayed by his own desperation to protect and look out for him felt gratifying, too. The closure to their relationship was heartfelt and believable for me. 🫶🏻🫂