Sixteen-year-old Sethe Wering has only minutes left◦—icy waves mercilessly hurl him onto the rocks. He dies, but somehow wakes up in another reality, with an incredible thirst for life, love, and friendship. It’s hard to catch all of this amid the usual sequence of events in a world that depends entirely on one’s point of view. There are countless points of view. And that is the essence and beauty of it all.