The Snake And The Sparrow

The Snake And The Sparrow

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Rattle doesn't speak much-doesn't need to. His silence is louder than most people's screams. After surviving years of abuse, he's learned how to vanish in plain sight, to drift through life as little more than smoke wrapped in skin. But when his mother leaves him fractured and hollow, even disappearing feels like too much effort. At school, he's a ghost everyone avoids. He expects nothing else. That is, until two new students arrive: Arson, all fire and fury, and Sparrow, quiet but sharp-eyed-like the bird Rattle watched through the gym window. Something shifts. For the first time, someone doesn't flinch. For the first time, someone sees him. Set against the backdrop of school hallways and bleeding memories, this story follows Rattle as he navigates trauma, isolation, and the terrifying possibility of being understood. With a mind that slips between bleak reality and poetic detachment, and a body covered in scars both visible and unseen, Rattle begins to unravel-slowly, beautifully, dangerously. A quiet monster. A boy named Sparrow. And the sharp edge of being alive.
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Book 3 in Stray Series. I don't know what happened to me that night. I don't know how I, whatever I was now, came to be. Everybody who was there claims to have no knowledge of what really transpired, urging me to remain silent and secretive. I know they're lying to me, but I don't know why. I'm different from those around me, able to do and see and know things that they cannot. I seem to have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, of knowing what to do or say to fix the problem and help those around me. So why do I still feel so alone? Why do I feel so out of place? Why do I feel so hollow and empty? I can never seem to fill the ache in my chest regardless of what I do. I seem capable of helping everyone but myself. I searched, researched, scoured every source and talked with every knowledgeable creature I could find. But even still, no one knew how or why or what I am. Until I found him. -This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #5 in "Sparrow"

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