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Each woman has a dedicated pages that weave in and out of each other's stories with the collective whole building a comprehensive picture of their mutual plight. The stories connect the women together in ways that are obvious and follow the primary arc of the novel, but also in ways that are surprising and poignantly fulfilling.

The connections build and develop on many levels physically, emotionally, and symbolically. The book is full of characters who are broken and hurt; affected by some deep trauma catalyzed by the Roman attacks on Jerusalem; driving each, by their own will or otherwise, to the fortress in the desert.

One of Hoffman's women is Yael, a deeply fractured and self actualizing individual who sums up the disparate journeys that brought the women to Masada "We came like doves across the desert. In a time when there was nothing but death, we were grateful for anything, and most grateful of all when we awoke to another day. There are few happy endings. Hoffman's themes cover the gamut from fate and destiny, to religion and love, and the depths of devotion.

Faith is a thread that runs throughout Hoffman's carefully woven tapestry. It's not just a religious entity, but something that binds individuals, family units, as well as the entire rebel community. In Revka, Hoffman ponders the rebel Jews "If we lost our faith, we would become like the clouds that swell across the western sky when the wind pushes them into the desert promising rain but empty inside. For the first time the furrow on my brow melted into a smile on my face note it didn't last very long.

Hoffman's Judean world is one of religion and tradition, of myth and magic a world where everything in it has significance Some vignettes read almost as something out of a fantasy novel, but there's no melodrama to their weight. In looking for a good way to summarize the books' tone, I found a couple of strong quotes. All books format are mobile-friendly. Read online and download as many books as you like for personal use. Again, it was a strange enough concept to hold my attention.

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