Post the apocalypse.
Self control. Humanity control.
Never again can humans be allowed off their own leash.
Humans will control their own humanity.
We will harvest the best. We will cull to control the rest.
And we will never show what we feel.
The Harvest by Alanah Andrews sets these as the basic parameters for the society of Eridu. The protagonists in this introductory book are Eve – a young woman of high rank, a year away from being harvested to join the elite, and Hana, a struggler whose natural place is lower down the order and who is almost certainly about to be culled and made to become a disembodied, digitised part of the Grid, whose purpose and function is unknown, but which contains all those who have been previously harvested by or for Eridu.
What happens, when a normally calm, controlled high ranker emotionally red-lines in front of the gathered community?
How/why does the culling not proceed in quite the manner intended?
And what has happened to Luc, who was destined for such great things in society? Is he somehow, somewhere exerting a subtle influence over proceedings?
This is dystopia, in the guise of ‘what is done, is done for the greater good’, harking in a straight line back to George Orwell and Animal Farm, or 1984.
I enjoyed this introduction to Eridu, and can recommend it highly for YA readers interested in dystopian worlds. (5 stars)
ONLY THE WORTHY PASS THE HARVEST
Ever since WWIII devastated the surface of the Earth, emotions have been strictly forbidden. Childhood friends, Eve and Hana, have grown up in an underground compound, their emotional control monitored at all times.
But the harvest is approaching . . .
In two days, the low-ranked students will be culled and the worthy assigned to their permanent positions in society.
Eve is a high-ranked student, but harbours secret concerns about her brother leaving—feelings that she must conceal from her monitor if she wishes to succeed. Hana has always struggled to control her emotions, and she fears that this harvest will be her last.
Both know there's no place for friendship when they're competing for their lives.
The harvest is coming, and only the worthy will remain.