![]() There is a good deal of interference by immortal beings in this story, which inevitably brings to mind the mythological meddling of the gods of the Greco-Roman pantheon. Terms used throughout the book, such as “maijin” and “Temshiel” seem to be tied, respectively, to Japanese and Hebrew cognates, but not exactly. Clearly there is something Asian going on, but also Middle-Eastern, but also European. In the end, I couldn’t, which I think is a triumph on the author’s part. ![]() ![]() As a retired cultural historian, however, I couldn’t help trying to categorize and label the situations and characters I was reading. I suppose that, as a reader, I should just let myself go and enjoy the author’s use of language, balancing a fine line between intentionally archaic and startlingly contemporary. I do enjoy fantasy stories, and I loved the worlds of both Cummings’s books “The Queen’s Librarian” and “Sonata Form.” They, however, were, at least for me, simpler to fathom. ![]() ![]() It all starts in a friendly little whorehouse in Ikata.Īs I immersed myself in this intense, emotionally dense, morally complicated story, I realized that I am not a real aficionado of fantasy worlds. ![]()
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