The Laws of the Skies

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Meanwhile, the children are having dinner and getting a really weird bedtime story from their supposedly oh so pacifist teacher. In fact, the story is so bad that all hell breaks loose and the dying begins.

The mouse tried to break free by pulling on her paw with all her might, but the old seagull kept its grip firm.Just to be sure, he swallowed an aspirin to deal with any possible side effects, then walked to the garage with the assurance of a man who hasn't yet realized he is drunk. What cannot be eaten by the birds and still flies should not be allowed to admire the wonders of the sky,' said the seagull, staring at the mouse in hostility. Those are the laws of the skies,' the seagull said, 'and now that you know them, leave this place and go to the damp, dirty caves where vermin who learned them before you live.'

It means,' the old seagull replied, 'that we will allow you to fly, but you will never again see the sun's rays.' They were forced to stay there for a moment, so that Mathis could vomit again, and Raphael and Lilou collapsed on the ground, taking advantage of the opportunity, holding their stomachs, silent or groaning, at any rate unable to stand up or get a word out. To say what, anyway? You were right, Hugo? We shouldn't have eaten those berries? The vomit hurled into the vegetation stunk badly enough to say it for them. And the sight of children writhing on the ground foretold the future that now everyone could predict in looking at them: no one would take another step. They had to take time to recover, or at least wait for it to pass, because nothing else was imaginable in this state. Or else what if they were all to die here, vomiting or starving, poisoned or dying of hunger? But this possibility had to be chased from their minds, nipped in the bud, because what then?

Are you in search of a gripping, unsettling read that challenges your perspective? We’ve been delving into The Laws of the Skies by Grégoire Courtois, and it’s a book that demands attention. The following is an exclusive excerpt from The Law of the Skies , a terrifying novel by France’s Grégoire Courtois, translated by Rhonda Mullins, which finds a class of six-year-olds on a camping trip. But nature is even scarier than their campfire stories, and fatal dangers begins to mark their adventure. An audiobook is a recording that is primarily of the spoken word as opposed to music. While it is often based on a recording of commercially available printed material, this is not always the case. It was not intended to be descriptive of the word "book" but is rather a recorded spoken program in its own right and not necessarily an audio version of a book.

Enzo lifted his hand silently, shutting Fred up. "Then you're weak. That's what my dad says, and he's right. Strong people hit; weak people get hit." He was the only one who knew how to use the weapon that he was, and he got complete satisfaction from it, a certainty in his power that little boys of six feel, that plenty of adults desire but never achieve. No answer, of course. Why would there have been one? Jade would never have left him of her own free will, even to pee, even for a few minutes. Hugo was little, but this was something he knew, and if Jade was no longer within earshot, it was because there was a problem. Well, not really traumatizing to me but I'm sure many people will be traumatized after reading about this camping trip gone wrong of a French school class.Christmas is almost upon us, with "O Holy Night" and sugarplums and turkeys and goodwill toward men, and here I am, reading this ridiculous, gory book. What, seriously, is that all about??? Something to explore in my next therapy session, to be sure. Twelve students and three chaperones enter the woods for a camping trip and none of them come out alive. That's not a spoiler, that is in the book synopsis. So I knew this wasn't going to be all rainbows and lollipops but this guy took it so far deeper and darker than I was expecting. It was nearly relentless. It's no secret and therefore no spoiler that this is a splatter story. Young children are dying and horribly - and all I can say is that it was pretty great. *lol* On the verge of death, a few seconds from the end, up to his last moment, Nathan hadn't thought of Océane, or his mother, or anything else for that matter. He thought of nothing. He died thinking of nothing.