2.5 stars. 
 I liked this story because the writer clearly had a way with words. They were poetic, almost entracing in fact. They twisted around with my mind and I might have loved it if not for one small flaw. 
 I HAD NO IDEA WHAT WAS GOING ON. 
 Like seriously. 
 I got some basic parts like Midnight being in love with a girl who was playing him and in love with someone else. 
 Wink being the mysterious neighbour girl obsessed with books and fairy tales. 
 But half the time I was squinting helplessly wondering what the characters were even doing. The end to me was a bit unsatisfying because although I do understand that Wink may not live past her teens, I didn't get why she had to do all that. 
 Was she trying to hold Poppy as the Villian and Midnight as the hero? Cause she succeeded in neither which was kind of the whole point I think. 
 And with Poppy, her constant bitchiness and bullying was a front or what? At the end of the day she wanted to live in the wild? 
 The writer is clearly talented and lyrical in her writing but I think at the end of the day, the most important part was left neglected. 
 The plot. 
 [EDIT: JUNE 28th 2017] 
 I have come to the conclusion that this is a case of poorly done magic realism.