John Geist

There is something Chandler's Peter Marlow here, something Inception like and the darkest Romeo and Juliet yet. And still pulling up out of an encroaching rising sea into night is a profound compassion for a boy, the verification of love filled souls and a friendship whose tenacity outstrips the scars of a terrible war of a human ruined planet. I loved it. And no doubt that I shall immerse myself again in its powerful tank sometimes in the future when my soul need a recharge.