


(Obviously there's more to this than just that but this is a casual summary after all so there you have it.) By the end of the book, they beat the villain’s minions, basically the author saying now read the sequel to see if/when/how they confront the actual villain, who doesn’t even appear. Hot chick (who happens to be a member of a ‘resistance’) is assigned to guard and then train him, and they fall for each other, but it’s a no-no because of some technicality.

Unfortunately, this isn’t explained to him for a good deal of the book because of the good ol’ ‘sorry but it’s too complicated for you right now’ excuse until it finally all comes out in an exposition laden ‘chat’, only he doesn’t believe it at first and has to come around. I know Messenger’s writing, particularly the dual points of view and the very well done incorporation of the wind theme, kind of obscures the actual workings of the plot, but let me give it a shot: Kind of loner boy finds out he’s an orphan, last of his kind, and is the only person standing between a powerful, evil villain and absolute world domination.

On the other hand though, I'm sorry but the plot isn't exactly anything new, a casual summary of this book could apply equally well to any number of different books and movies off the top of my head, so beyond the originality of the wind powers the storyline gave me a definite feeling of been there, done that, even got the t-shirt to prove it. On one hand, Shannon Messenger definitely goes all in with the world building, the concept of wind elementals - er sylphs - is a nice diversion from every other paranormal creature ever, but the way Messenger incorporates the wind into her writing and the actual story goes way above and beyond what I expected and really brings the wind powers to life (not realistically obviously, but with a believable depth) - the logline about 'wind swept prose' is definitely right on the mark. Ok, catchy title aside, Let the Sky Fall (the book, not the lyrics) is what I’d call a clash of the highly original and the entirely derivative. *shakes head and wonders if it’s an incurable condition* Normally I don't do playlists but this book got the damn Adele song stuck in my head, so why not?
