I uh, I don't quite know what to say. I think I'd need to have Noise to properly explain the varying degrees of heartbreak, awe, despression, happiness, fangirling and far too many other emotions that this book inflicts. 
 First off, Patrick Ness, you are a genius. I adore you. Become leader of the world please and make everything all intense and amazing and I want to marry you so you can write me stories. 
 This book is yet another impossible situation, possibly the hardest one yet. What made this so incredible was the depth to the war. We got it from all the people's POVs, which left me thouroughly confused. WHO WAS TO BLAME?? The whole way through I was wondering how the hell it could be solved. I think that's what made the characters so strong and cool and epic. I couldn't resent them or hate them in any way for not doing an obvious thing- you know, in a lot of books, the reason we hate the protagonists is because they are often TSTL and ignore the best option for want of being difficult. Not here, oh no. I didn't have a clue how to begin to make everything right, so respect to Todd and Viola for being way better than me. 
 I don't know what I can really say about Todd and Viola that won't make me look really creepy. They're basically the best protagonists ever because they make mistakes but they get back up. (And they are SO cute. My analogy for them in the series are two adorable puppies getting kicked. That love each other.) Now onto the one doing the kicking. Prentiss. I know I should hate your guts, I really know but still. I feel so sorry for you and I actually wish you could've been saved. How lame is that? 
 Before I ramble until the end of time... the ending to this book was perfect to the series. It would've been an insult to every character in the book to have a and they lived happily ever after ending. What we get is so much sweeter and bitterer. (Shut up). Oh the tears. You got me Ness. You got me there you bastard.