Chapter Seventeen

A few years ago a student in our school committed suicide. I didn't particularly know the boy, but I was actually rather strongly affected by it. It was simply the response to a death of someone close enough to my position in life to make it feel like it had been laid at my feet as well. Edward didn't die, but with the view of the factionless, he may as well have. I think I know the listless feeling Tris feels in this chapter more than I would like.

Uriah finds her introspecting in a hallway and he apologies for the loss, but offers her a distraction, which, she of course takes. We meet his brother, the same age as Four, and several other Dauntless born initiates.  They head out of the compound to an old building that really exists and they all pile into an elevator straight to the top. From a thousand feet in the air they zipline down across the city entirely on faith.

This was another chapter that I think will translate into some really pretty cinematography, but more importantly, represents Tris' real acceptance into the Dauntless family. "In order to get down, I have to trust them to catch me. I have to accept that these people are mine and I am theirs. This is a greater act of bravery than sliding down the zipline."

Ooooooooooh, I couldn't possible like the way that it was put more than that. Claps for Veronica Roth.