Status Updates From Let Us Descend

My favorites:
The air shines like honey.
I am burning.
The first weapon I ever held was my mother’s hand.

This is genuinely the best prose I have read in years. The rhetoric isn’t overly pretentious, but all the metaphors and analogies and similes add to the imagery and emotion being conveyed. Even though historical fiction isn’t my favorite, I recognized early on in this book that this was top tier literature