There is something grandiose about this story, in which each chapter ends with such suspense and drive to read the next. This book is best summed up by a toast taken from the second chapter: "To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due." --Jim Pascoe...Continua
Is it me or in the meeting of all (OK, of many) of the gods in the Dreaming there is something that Gaiman will later develop and make American Gods of?
Anyway. Beautiful storyline, of course. Solved quite literally by Deus ex machina (article omitted on purpose) in a very nice way.
As usual, there are moments of pure poetry. Above all, the birth scene at the end (I won't say more to avoid spoilers).
" Hell is Heaven's reflection. It is Heaven's shadow. They define each other. Reward and punishment; hope and despair.
There must be a Hell, for without Hell, Heaven has no meaning."
" We do what we must.
Sometimes we can choose the path we follow.
Sometimes our choices are made for us.
And sometimes we have no choice at all."
The idea of Lucifer giving up Hell to Dream and retiring to Perth, Western Australia was funny to me given I've stayed there for three years.
Lovely lovely story, which is so intellectual and yet, entertaining at the same time.