As someone who spent a long time being an outsider, I could relate to a lot of it – from the sheer desperation for any sort of companionship no matter how shitty and conditional, to the fear and anxiety when you finally do find a group. He lost any hope that he’ll ever find a place he’d belong long ago and when he’s finally faced with one that wants him, he struggles.
Having to constantly hide what he is and being chased away from so many groundling communities made him anxious, high-strung, and a little paranoid. Cazaril from The Curse of Chalion, Miles from Witchmark, Maia from The Goblin Emperor…and Moon is much the same. Okay, it’s probably obvious by now that I love, love, love broken protagonists, especially the kind who never give up and try their best regardless. After being run from yet another settlement because someone saw his other, winged form, he finally discovers another like himself. He’s lonely and hungry for companionship. He doesn’t know what he is and has long since given up on finding his people, but has learned to hide and live among ground-dwelling species. Unique worldbuilding, a broken cinnamon roll of a protagonist, found families…I would have never in a million years called it boring. And luckily, The Cloud Roads was a hit! I couldn’t stop reading. But after much prodding, I decided to give her books another chance. I have only read The Wizard Hunters, which I found aggressively boring. My experience with Martha Wells until now hasn’t been the most positive.
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