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Looking for books with the same psychological horror/drama tone that Eva has.

>> No.15269110

>>15269104
Explain.

>> No.15269121

My twisted world by Elliot Rodger

>> No.15269153

>>15269104
Anything by Ryu Murakami is probably worth reading. His novels have been listed as an influence on the show I think, especially Coin Locker Babies. The Things They Carried also comes to mind, as it’s a surreal account of the Vietnam War that goes into the psychological effects of war, draft dodging (which is not unlike running away from piloting mechs), and the subjectivity of storytelling.

>> No.15269173

>>15269104
Book of the New Sun.

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15270146

>>15269104
GR

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Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

>> No.15270663

>>15269104
Crime and Punishment

>> No.15270683

>>15270330
You ever just read 3 lines of poetry then skip to the end? This is why I'll never enjoy poetry.

>> No.15270737

>>15269104
No longer human

>> No.15270984

>>15269104
I know this feeling anon. There's no piece of literature that I know of that has such a foreboding feel throughout and such an spectacular vision of the end of the world. The introspective stuff is also a plus.

I guess you'll have to write it yourself, anon.

>> No.15271277

War and Peace

>> No.15271530

bump