Some books grab your attention by its title, some enthrall you by its story, a few by the beauty of the language, yet others by the setting, then others by the characters and certain others by the narration or plot. When all these come together in a book, you lose your heart to it,totally. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say I haven’t read something like this in a long time.
Young Daniel wakes up one morning screaming for his long lost mother, and his father , who runs a bookshop that specializes in ‘rare collectors’ editions and secondhand books’, takes him to a run down palatial building. As the large wooden door is opened and Daniel is ushered in to
‘A labyrinth of passage-ways and crammed bookshelves rose from base to pinnacle like a beehive, woven with tunnels, steps, platforms and bridges that presaged an immense library of seemingly…
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