The Jonathan Strange author returns with a mysterious tale that examines the nature of fantasy itself “The beauty of the House is immeasurable; its Kindness infinite”: this is the reverent pronouncement of Piranesi, who believes he has occupied the house in question “since the world began”. Indeed, the house and the world, for Piranesi, are one and the same. Birds congregate in its cloud-wreathed upper halls and fearsome tides surge through its lower levels, but although Piranesi has journeyed widely – as far as “the Nine-Hundred-and-Sixtieth Hall to the West” – he has glimpsed nothing beyond it. And but for the bones of the dead, and an enigmatic visitor known only as “the Other”, he wanders this world entirely alone.
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