This novel is the High Epic saga of a man on a mission; Aëros, Walker Betwixt and Between Worlds, has to find and understand the source of his own madness, hidden deep in the forgetfulness of his own soul.
He goes on this external and internal journey in a tale where setting description melds into metaphysical imagery, wrapped in a transcendental universe where only a small portion of the action takes place in the real world. The narrative is imbued with an intense tapestry of traditional and created mythology, spun together seamlessly.
It all blends in rather well, but I’m not completely sold. In the first place, this book is more about the writing style and less about the characters and the action. It’s a joy to read in small fragments, but a bit overwhelming at novel length.
However, at times the story touches down to earth and the hero talks to his friends in plain language and fights real battles against physical foes. This gives us a refreshing rest from the heavily poetic language and the ethereal struggles he also goes through. These secondary characters are fascinating and more down-to-earth. Jä, the giant dwarf, is a complete joy: a breath of humour in a desolate atmosphere.
While this writer shows incredible poetical promise, he doesn’t quite hit it every time. You don’t write prose sprinkled with “auroboric” and “hypogean” in a setting of wōadglōam and Wyrmspine Mountains and then use the modern mis-spelling of “alright.”
A wonderful blend of poetry, myth and inner dialogue, partly overwhelmed by the High Epic Fantasy writing style.(4 / 5)