by Peter S. Beagle
This book is decades old, out of print, and has been reviewed and picked apart many times over, so I'll try to keep my review short. This is my second Peter Beagle book, and once again I'm struck by his language. This book in particular is 90% mood and atmosphere, 10% story. There is a plot, and t...
It's Peter S. Beagle, in true lyrical form, gentle, wry, humorous, melancholic with a little bit of action."The sky was the color of mercury, mushy as a bruise.""As an afterthought, he also screamed "'Kreegaaahh!' at the top of his lungs, for the first time since he was eleven years old, jumping off...
I don't know why I love this book so much I just do.
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