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Dharan has always been the one who ends up shouldering responsibility, the one who leads the world to revolution, the one who fixes everything,<\/span><\/span> the reason everything is destroyed. <\/span><\/span>Vayu has never really been anyone. They meet in a reality where the sun hasn\u2019t shone in years, the pillars of civilization have crumbled, and the ragged Nettle Children brew their revolution in a seized amusement park. But they also meet in that other place, where the elm still sends shadows dancing across their naked skin, the paradise where the past is slick with blood.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n The Nettler Revolt <\/i><\/span><\/span>is a realistic portrayal of the future, a fantasy tale, a hellish dystopia, and a love story of two boys, <\/span><\/span>The Nettler Revolt<\/i><\/span><\/span> is a secret scratching at the borders between universes.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n The Nettler Revolt was nominated for the Topelius Prize and the Kuvastaja Award in 2014 and received the Tampere City Literary Award in 2013. <\/p>\n I hastened my skateboard and raced out in front of the others. That day my thoughts wouldn\u2019t obey me. There was something wrong with Vayu. He was sitting on the handlebars of Mattan\u2019s bike, gripping it with both hands, his face pale, and I refused to look at him. He got me imagining strange things. Maybe it was a side effect of the dust, because I didn\u2019t get headaches or nosebleeds like other people. It was just my skin, even greyer than normal, and oddly coarse. <\/span><\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n \u201dOne of the most interesting Finnish fantasy authors writing now is Siiri Enoranta. Her latest work, the Nettler Revolt, is an idiosyncratic mesh of dystopic sci-fi and fantasy. <\/em>\u201d <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201dYet in a good way, the author\u2019s youth pushes through the experience: the ability to think a little differently than earlier generations, the desire to create a slightly different literary world. The turns of phrase are fresh, wise, beautiful, and unique, as is the worldview that colours the entire story.\u201d<\/em> <\/p>\n <\/p>\n ”The blurb on the back cover promises a book that is a \u201cportrayal of the future, a fantasy tale, a hellish dystopia, and a love story,\u201d all in one package. And to the writer\u2019s credit, I have to say that this time this is not false advertising \u2013 the Nettler Revolt truly is all of these things. The combination is peculiar, but it works.\u201d<\/em> <\/p>\n <\/p>\n ”Enoranta\u2019s language is breathtakingly dense and, despite the fast-paced action, at times dreamily lyrical. The Nettler Revolt is a dazzling example of the talent with which our Finnish authors paint their works to life using a unique palette, even when picking up foreign trends.\u201d <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201c\u2026she is a rare author who has the potential for just about anything when all of the pieces fall into place. And in the Nettler Revolt, they do. I loved it.\u201d <\/em> <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cThe Nettler Revolt is an impressive work in any number of ways. When I got to the end, I once more marvelled at that incredible miracle that is an author\u2019s imagination! \u2013 \u2013 The world of the book is in many aspects perfect, if you can say that about a world that has been broken. The mythological element dovetails effortlessly into the story, and you don\u2019t question it for a second as you read. 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\n Publisher:<\/th>\n WSOY<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n \n Year:<\/th>\n 2013<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n \n Formats:<\/th>\n Book, Audio Book, E-book<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n \n Cover:<\/th>\n Sami Saram\u00e4ki<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
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\n<\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201dWe\u2019re going to take Vayu with us, aren\u2019t we?\u201d Miknor had asked, once we had finished digging with our board-ends and crowbars and lowered the charred bones of Vayu\u2019s mother into the shallow hole. Vayu hadn\u2019t helped us dig, and no one had expected him to. Aie had sat down on a rock to keep him company. \u201dHe doesn\u2019t have anywhere to go,\u201d Miknor had said. \u201dOr do you, Vayu?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201dNo,\u201d said Vayu, his face blank.<\/span><\/span><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/span>Of course we would take him with us the way we would take anyone who was an orphan, abandoned, a runaway, alone. That\u2019s what we were, the Nettlers, and that\u2019s how we grew. It hadn\u2019t occurred to me, though. I hadn\u2019t let it occur to me. But since it was Miknor who suggested it, it wouldn\u2019t be my fault. I wasn\u2019t the one who wanted to bring Vayu along; Miknor was. Krito would have to understand.<\/span><\/span><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/span>\u201dDo you want to come?\u201d I asked without looking in his blue eyes. I had been searching for them for weeks, and here they were now, it had to be them, no one else had pale blue wolf eyes like that, and I couldn\u2019t look at them. \u201dDo you want to join us Nettlers?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n
\nReviews<\/h3>\n
\n\u2013 Vesa Sis\u00e4tt\u00f6, Helsingin Sanomat newspaper<\/p>\n
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\n\u2013 Kaisa J\u00e4rvel\u00e4, Aamulehti newspaper<\/p>\n
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\n\u2013 Oona Juutinen, Voima magazine<\/p>\n
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\n<\/em> \u2013 Sini Helminen, Onnimanni magazine<\/p>\n
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\n\u2013 Marjis, Kirjamielell\u00e4 blog<\/p>\n
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\n\u2013 Kirsin kirjanurkka blog<\/p>\n
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