Status Updates From Shadows of Change (Arcanum ...

I’m halfway through this book and the more I read the more I want to throttle the FMC her chapters just make me want to chuck my kindle at a wall and I love my kindle. Every choice she makes is so stupid, I’m just waiting for it to all crash down on her and for her to finally realize what’s been happening.

She has no memories then she’s suddenly naming magic and professors like she does. Idk it feels like a bunch of plot holes.

DNF 2/22/25
Pg 35/342

A born leader, that one.

I can’t help the grin tugging at my face.

“Look at you, shadow mom,” I murmur, watching as her chaotic shadows move around her. They make her look like she’s at the center of a wild, beautiful dance only she knows the steps to. My heart does this stupid little flip thing, and I roll my eyes at myself.

This is not fair.

And then I realize the shadows are hers.

Oh, hell.

They’re alive in a way I’ve never seen before, curling and twisting around her legs with minds of their own. One of them, a bigger one that looks like it runs the show, is actively herding the smaller ones away from Thorne’s boots.

There's a pause, and for a moment I worry I've offended him. Then I hear a low chuckle. "Your humor will serve you well at Arcanum, Kaia. It's not an easy path you're choosing."

"Yeah, well," I say, trying to sound nonchalant and probably failing miserably, "turns out my social calendar was looking a bit sparse. Thought I might pencil in 'learn not to accidentally destroy the world with my freaky shadow powers' between 'laundry day' and 'existential crisis.'"

"Ah, Kaia," Thorne's smooth voice answers, sounding entirely too smug. "I've been expecting your call."

Of course he has. Because apparently, I wasn't just joining a magic school, I was diving headfirst into every fantasy novel cliché imaginable. Next thing you know, he'll be telling me I'm the chosen one.