Status Updates From What Storm, What Thunder

Because death isn't the thing: it's the sheer scale of it. The numbers no one, not even I, can compute. The knowing that walking over some rubble, you might be walking over some corpses, and that some of those bones beneath might belong to you.Three hundred thousand. No roll of names. You only know if there's someone you can't find. But what about those of who didn't die?

"We had seconds to react, then minutes, then minutes, hours that lasted like years, to think of our own survival..."

Ok. I'm starting this book. I was wanted to start this morning then I get sidetracked. Hoping great thoughts for this book. The cover is gorgeous! Another BOTM selection.