A spiritual successor to Addie LaRue, this took onboard the common complaint that Addie LaRue only visited white Europe and America, and actually fully showed us as much of the world as it possibly could, through the eyes of a young girl cursed to constantly always be on the move, clutching at human interaction along the way.

This story was cleverly written, taking us to the quiet moments of Aubry's life when she has a moment to sit down with a fellow passenger of trains and boats, and tells of her story to them, from her childhood to the fateful day she's forced to leave, to snapshots of her life hunting on ships and in jungles, constantly finding herself back in an infinite library.

The only thing that let this down just a little for me was the ending. I so wanted to meet back up with Marta, and I felt there could almost have been a budding romance there. Following Aubry over the course of nearly her entire life, I was so reluctant to leave her story behind and wanted to stay until the end.