Maybe It's An Omen

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Dammit, beccastareyes, you’ve ruined me forever. Used to be, I wouldn’t have even blinked at the following passage:

The three moons were almost directly overhead, one a full white face staring watchfully down from the inky black sky, another an orange three-quarter, and the last a tiny reddish sliver. It was nearly midnight.

Now, though, a page and a half into this book, and I'm already thinking WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE, DUDE.

(No, I’m not giving up on the book—J. Scott Savage’s juvenile fiction novel Far World: Water Keep—just because of some astronomical flimflammery.  If I did that, I'd have to stop reading most books.  We'll see how it goes.)