Upon my finishing The Name of the Wind (The Kingkiller Chronicle, #1) by Patrick Rothfuss which my brother had recommended, he suggested that I should check this book out. I’m glad I did. The story-telling is exceptional. It is a web, carefully crafted that changes patterns rather than grow complacent. I am nearly as miserly with the 5-star ratings as I am with the 1-star ratings, but this is unapologetically a 5-star tale.
This fantasy is set in a Venetian-like city-state in a period not unlike the Renaissance. However, the history and culture are imaginatively unique to this tale. The protagonist is an Oliver-like orphan whom we follow both as a child thief-in-training and as an adult in alternating chapters. His greatest assets are his wit and his wile, neither of which gets him very far in a physical confrontation except further into trouble.
This is the type of book that Oscar Wilde would appreciate.
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