Winter came to Michael's city.
It was chilly, biting, and drizzly, like all Northwestern winters. Some things just don't change. Michael had heard the old people remark that the winter in Pacifica was just like Portland way back in olden days. Michael paid Pacifica, the city where he was a foreign native, no notice, and Sunk down every day after school to his true home of Shanghai.
Shanghai was wet cold as well. The distant sun was no match for Shanghai's legendarily overcast winter skies. The mercury hovered miserably just above freezing, as the subways and buses filled up with men in thick coats and gloves and children filled up with hope of snow. But what Michael wanted to see the most was the early nights of the city. As night drew a cur…Read more >
Sarah Charlton. That was her name.
She'd vanished from #codes on irc.virt.net the day after they'd promised to meet in Tokyo. To be fair, that was kind of Michael's fault. No one could resist the temptation of these sirens on tracks. Not trainhopping while you were in the VirtNet's version of Tokyo was like not swimming while you were at the beach. Michael joined the legion of young boys that hitched precarious rides on trains running on elevated lines, and then slunk quietly into the suburbs by obscure commuter lines, coming to rest inside trainyards. He was lulled to sleep by the clanking serenade of trains roosting for the night—commuters and people who were trying to do their jobs be damned—before Lifting to the drudgery of the real wor…Read more >
It was a hot day within the VirtNet's version of Shanghai. The heat shimmered off the buildings, the roads, and the sky was blue. Unnaturally blue. Shanghai was one of the beginning levels: you were supposed to start up with the city you lived in, because the idea was that you'd start with what you were used to first. But Shanghai was by far the most fun city in the game, so there were people that knew every nook and cranny in Shanghai without ever having set foot in Asia in their lives.
Michael was an excellent coder: he'd gotten an apartment on the top floor, overlooking the elevated highway, laden as traffic as they were on a Monday morning rush hour, and train lines. It took a long waiting list to get an apartment anywhere in the city, but t…Read more >
Note: I make many references to The Maze Runner in this "review", so I suggest you don't read this if you haven't read The Maze Runner series.
The Rule of Thoughts is the sequel to The Eye of Minds, continuing Michael's story.
James Dashner's writing style is subtly descriptive. The page isn't full of boring, long descriptions, but has sort-of-short but beautiful descriptions that are somehow cinematic. Unfortunately, this book feels like a filler, only created to make the readers ask questions without answering them. I guess it's a good way to get us pumped up for The Game of Lives (which I'm really excited for, God, I need answers!)
Like The Eye of Minds, this book is relatively plot-driven, compared to Dashner's other works, like the more chara…
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