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Messenger is the masterful third novel in the Giver Quartet, which began with the dystopian bestseller The Giver, now a major motion picture.
Matty has lived in Village and flourished under the guidance of Seer, a blind man known for his special sight. Village once welcomed newcomers, but something sinister has seeped into Village and the people have voted to close it to outsiders. Matty has been invaluable as a messenger. Now he must risk everything to make one last journey through the treacherous forest with his only weapon, a power he unexpectedly discovers within himself.
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of the journey passed, and after the fourth night, the food was gone. But Matty was strong and unafraid, and to his surprise, little Frolic did not need to be carried. The puppy followed him and sat watching patiently as he posted the messages along divergent paths. Doing so lengthened the journey considerably. If he had gone straight through, he would be approaching Kira's village, his own home in the past, quite soon. But he reminded himself that being a messenger was his most important task,
affection, he held Kira and to his own amazement felt his eyes fill with tears. He blinked them back. "All right, stand back now and let me see you," she said. "Are you taller yet than I am?" He stood back grinning and saw that they were eye to eye. "Soon you will be. And your voice is almost a man's." "I can read Shakespeare," he told her, swaggering. "Hah! So can I!" she said, and he knew then for certain how changed this village was, for in the earlier days, girls had not been allowed to
mind he drifted overhead, looking down on a struggling boy who pushed relentlessly through the dark, thorny undergrowth, leading a crippled girl. He felt sorry for the pair and wanted to invite them to soar and hover comfortably with him. But his bodiless self had no voice, and he was unable to call down to where they were. These were daydreams, escapes, and they didn't last long. "Can we stop for a minute? I need to rest. I'm sorry." Kira's voice was weak, and muffled by the cloth covering her
moved its protruding eyes around, trying to sense more insects to devour. Finding nothing, it hopped away. One back leg was oddly stiff but the frog barely noticed. 3 "If we had a Gaming Machine," Matty commented in a studied, offhand manner, "our evenings would never be boring." "You think our evenings are boring, Matty? I thought you enjoyed our reading together." Seer laughed, and corrected himself. "Sorry. I meant your reading to me, Matty, and my listening. It's my favorite time
kept from knowledge. He believed in Leader, and in Leader's insistence that all of Village's citizens, even the children, read, learn, participate, and care for one another. So Matty studied and did his best. But sometimes he slipped back into the habits of his earlier life, when he had been a sly and deceitful boy in order to survive. "I can't help it," he had argued glumly to the blind man, in the beginning of their life together, when he had been caught in some small transgression. "It's