This book has everything to make a good book: good writing, deep and well described characters, well depicted scenes, hooking plot but... when I closed the book I felt confused. What's the author trying to tell?
It's strange: I enjoyed while reading but, after closing the book I felt that all was kind of hollow.
Unfortunately, I can't connect with this author's style at this point of my life. I will give it a try at some other point.
Really enjoyed the first 2/3 of the book, which compared well to the best F. Scott Fitzgerald works. But the religious conflict in the final third was dull and involved a lot of fatuous dialogue.