I resisted reading this novel for almost a year - I assumed that any story purportedly paying homage to Dunsany, Morris & Lewis would, in a word, stink. Overblown language, cardboard characters - the works. Was I surprised to discover what a fine story awaited me, of a type I thought long gone. All the previous reviews can be relied upon - including the young anarchist's. After all, any story hated by a serious-minded, unimaginative political idealogue is bound to be entertaining. Don't miss this one.