Hunting by Stars
Contents ( 86)
- Praise for HUNTING BY STARS
- Contents
- CHAPTER 1:
- PROOF OF LIFE
- CHAPTER 2:
- LOSING THE FINDER
- CHAPTER 3
- PRISON
- CHAPTER 4
- THE PLAN
- CHAPTER 5
- CHI BOY’S COMING-TO STORY
- CHAPTER 6
- CATALOG AND CRUCIFY
- CHAPTER 7
- MILES TO GO
- CHAPTER 8
- A GIRL AND A GUN
- CHAPTER 9
- BEDRIDDEN
- CHAPTER 10
- MITCH’S GOING-AWAY STORY
- CHAPTER 11
- A SLIM LIGHT IN A DARK WORLD
- CHAPTER 12
- THE DEATH TREE
- CHAPTER 13
- PROGRAMMING
- CHAPTER 14
- NEWS
- CHAPTER 15
- TREE AND ZHEEGWON’S COMING-TO STORY
- CHAPTER 16
- A HOUSE IN THE WOODS
- CHAPTER 17
- PHASE TWO
- CHAPTER 18
- VAMPIRES IN THE WOODS
- CHAPTER 19
- MOCCASSIN TELEGRAPH
- CHAPTER 20
- MOVING ON
- CHAPTER 21
- A LITTLE BIRD BRINGS DEATH
- CHAPTER 22
- A CAGE OPENS
- CHAPTER 23
- THE LIGHTS COME ON
- CHAPTER 24
- RULES OF THE GAME
- CHAPTER 25
- THE FINAL TEST
- CHAPTER 26
- REUNION
- CHAPTER 27
- REUNION, PART TWO
- CHAPTER 28
- A ROAD, A SCHOOL, AND AN AMBUSH
- CHAPTER 29
- IN THE PINES
- CHAPTER 30
- THE WAY HOME
- CHAPTER 31
- TRAVELING SONG
- CHAPTER 32
- MOTHERS, DEAREST
- CHAPTER 33
- WELCOME TO THE LEISURE DOME
- CHAPTER 34
- SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
- CHAPTER 35
- BLOOM
- CHAPTER 36
- WHAT’S YOURS
- CHAPTER 37
- HERD
- CHAPTER 38
- HOW ROSE ARRIVED–A DIFFERENT COMING-TO STORY
- CHAPTER 39
- SUBTRACT AND ADD
- CHAPTER 40
- BEGIN AGAIN
- EPILOGUE/PROLOGUE:
- THE GIRL WHO WOULD BE LOUD
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
Praise for
HUNTING
BY
STARS
“A harrowing glimpse into a future all the more chilling because it’s rooted in history. Our marrow holds many stories. The best ones are of love, hope, and resistance. Miigwech to Cherie Dimaline for this story! Hunting by Stars is a revelatory must-read.”
–ANGELINE BOULLEY, New York Times bestselling author of Firekeeper’s Daughter
“Spellbinding. Straight from the heart of resilience–Dimaline shows how Indigenous people hold on to dreams even when trapped in nightmares.”
—WAB KINEW, author of the bestselling The Reason You Walk
“What a brilliant and utterly gripping book this is. Beautiful on a sentence level, kinetic, and possessed of a deep humanity. Cherie Dimaline is one of the finest worldbuilders working in fiction today, and here she has crafted something truly profound on the nature of survival, community, and the resurrective power of a story carried and told. To live up to the legacy of one of the best dystopian novels in recent memory is no small talk–Hunting by Stars does that and more.”
—OMAR EL AKKAD, author of the bestselling American War

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First published 2021
Published in the United States of America by Amulet Books, an imprint of ABRAMS LLC
Text copyright © 2021 by Cherie Dimaline
Book design by Hana Anouk Nakamura
Cover illustrations © 2021 Stephen Gladue
Cover design by Hana Anouk Nakamura
Cover © 2021 Amulet Books
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Publisher’s note: This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Title: Hunting by stars / Cherie Dimaline.
Names: Dimaline, Cherie, 1975-author.
Identifiers: Canadiana (print) 2021009138X | Canadiana (ebook) 2021009141X | ISBN 9780735269651 (softcover) | ISBN 9780735269668 (ebook)
Classification: LCC PS8607.I53 H86 2021 | DDC jC813/.6–dc23
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For Lydea, Miles, Tarquin, and every kid in, or running toward, community. And for the grown-ups working to make sure it’s there for them to find.
The last thing I remember is standing on the edge of the clearing looking up. The tops of the pines looked like black lace over the full yellow moon, the constellations stitched into velvet. The whole sky was dressed for a feast. Around me, the calls of crows reported on the darkness, a mocking song of reunion with pauses full of loss. I should have listened harder to the crows. Anything that when gathered is called a murder is bound to speak prophecy.