There are no men in Claysoot. There are boys—but every one of them vanishes at midnight on his eighteenth birthday. The ground shakes, the wind howls, a blinding light descends…and he’s gone.I don't know what's going on in this cover. What's with the tree? Why is the floor made of glass tiles? Who is the boy (presumably Gray) following? Why is there no Wall in this picture if it's such a big deal.
They call it the Heist.
Gray Weathersby’s eighteenth birthday is mere months away, and he’s prepared to meet his fate–until he finds a strange note from his mother and starts to question everything he’s been raised to accept: the Council leaders and their obvious secrets. The Heist itself. And what lies beyond the Wall that surrounds Claysoot–a structure that no one can cross and survive.
Climbing the Wall is suicide, but what comes after the Heist could be worse. Should he sit back and wait to be taken–or risk everything on the hope of the other side?
Then I decide that I don't care, because LOOK AT IT. It's futuristic with the glass floors and ominous pointy buildings looming in from the sides. And those colors. Gah! Every time I catch sight of this cover online, I have to stop and stare again, because the colors make me so happy. I can't wait to see what it looks like on my shelf.
What do you think of this cover? And what cover do you love this week?
Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day!