The beauty that is Wounded Little Gods

Having lived in a city my whole life, I don’t think I’ll ever experience the close-knit feeling that comes with living in a rural home. The provincial setting of Eliza Victoria’s Wounded Little Gods makes me a little bit jealous, where all the noise, solidness, and traffic, barely exist and all there is the quiet in the probinsya. At least, that’s what I get from her prose, because it was vivid enough that I could see the town of Heridos in my head and that is exactly the thing that should tell you she’s an excellent story teller.



In her novel, we follow Regina as she unravels the mystery behind the disappearance of her co-worker Diana. Everything starts out normally: the Manila traffic is horrendous (when is it not, anyway?), and she is invited to Diana’s unit to wait the bustle of cars out. She learns that Diana’s coffee table books are all about genetics, or specifically, eugenics. The day after, Diana is gone and she is left with a map leading back to her hometown of Heridos.
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