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The Dawnhounds is full of things: magic, pirates, flawed characters, strange gods, mysterious voices, a good measure of horror, priests and cops, political intrigue... it does feel a bit much at times, yet it works and hopefully, more is explained in the #2 of the trilogy.

I wasn't sure that I would appreciate the style here, as it's so different from the Hobbit and LOTR, but it was oddly addictive, and finally reading the whole story since the beginning of the world feels incredible.

Qu'on ait apprécié Hélène Carrère d'Encausse ou pas, il est indéniable que sa vie et celle de sa famille ont un potentiel romanesque suffisant pour remplir pas mal de pages. Yoga, un des précédents récits de Carrère était très décevant, là il renoue avec quelque chose qui le dépasse et qui le touche, c'est fluide et passionnant.

I'm not sure how I came across this book and why I decided to read it. The mountaineering part probably attracted my curiosity. Overall, this reads much like a parody of the spy thriller genre like James Bond, and I'm not certain it was written to be one. There is intentional humour in it, but at other times, it really is what it is: a thriller written in the seventies, with mindless sex, a handsome hero with no patriotism whatsoever, a plot that doesn't make sense all the time, and the obligatory twist you see coming from a mountain away. I'm curious about the Clint Eastwood movie though, but for the climbing scenes of course.

Always a pleasure to read P Djèlí Clark, he knows how to make his stories and writing fun, highly imaginative and impossible to put down.

Weird, unsettling and quite lovely at the same time, I just couldn't put it down. The way things are revealed and evolve is incredibly well done.