It took me a while to really get into this book - do not attempt to read this in small snippets (like just before you fall asleep). It deserves your undivided attention - you want all your senses wide awake so you can savor all the beauty this novel has to offer.
I’m not going to repeat the synopsis; all I’m going to say is that this is achingly sad. And poignant. And lyrical. Any one who thinks there is anything glorious about war needs to read this. I feel I need to start reading it all over again, so I can deface my own copy with highlighters and asterisks and bore everyone senseless by quoting from it ad nausea. But that would not do it justice. You’ll just have to read it and judge for yourself.