[9/10]
The man drops the bones into the glowing coals in the iron bowl, and they yellow, then blacken as the heat takes them, and thin veins of smoke rise into the still air of the time-darkened room
Charisat, a tiered city raised from the bones of the earth at the edge of the Waste. Eight cities thrown one on top of the other like a wedding cake for Titans, with the poorest citizens living in abject misery at the bottom and the patricians enjoying an easy life at the top. The pure crystalline waters of the Emperor’s gardens become foul waste as they trickle down to the lower levels (an involuntary metaphor for the infamous trickle down economics theory).
Water is more important than bones in the city of Charisat – the poor have to pay for every drop of it, while the rich show off their wealth in opulent waste. Bones meantime are used for magic incantations – oracular glimpses at the future. Human bones are the best ingredient in this necromancy, and if you are a krisman like the hero of the story, you are likely to be hunted down because your sort of bones are considered the most relevant for dark magicks.
Khat is such a krisman, an exile from his wasteland tribe who survives by his specially engineered immune system and by his dirty street fighting skills. Khat and his partner Sakai, a scholar from another city on the fringes of the Waste, edge out a living on one of the lower levels of Charisat, reserved for manual workers and non-citizens. Basically, the two are treasure hunters, dealing in recovered artefacts from the time before the continent became the Waste. A flourishing civilization led by powerful mages was destroyed like mythical Atlantis in a flood of volcanic activity and scorching storms, transforming the once lush landscape into a nightmare maze of tortured rock, poisonous vegetation and predatory monsters. The lack of water and the presence of pirates along the few passable routes through the Waste make the visit to the Waste a deadly proposition for anybody not born among the krismen.
Yet a trip to the Waste, to one of the few ancient towers still standing, in search of more lost relics, is exactly the job Khat is offered by a mysterious figure that came down from the upper tiers of Charisat. Predictably, the mission goes pear-shaped soon after Khat, his employer and their bodyguards set out. The chase is on – filled with knife fights, secret puzzles, ghostly apparitions and powerful conspiracies , while a ticking clock marks the imminent arrival of a new apocalypse.
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I went back to this earlier stand-alone novel by Martha Wells after a good run with her Murderbot science-fiction series, wanting another confirmation that her popularity is not a fluke. Seriously, I wonder what took me so long to get hooked on her style of story-telling? Wells is much better that the legion of Tolkien and Arthurian fanfiction peddlers from the 80’s and 90’s, mostly because she cuts her own path through the field of speculative fiction. City of Bones shares with Dune only the desert setting, the rest is a fresh world full of pleasant surprises, both in the way the plot is constructed and in the relations between characters. I got some vibes of Raiders of the Lost Ark from the fast pacing and the onslaught of dangers sent against Khat and his friends, the lost treasures hunting and the flashes of dark humour used to confront impossible odds.(maybe also a little of Lois McMaster Bujold) I particularly liked the way the romance part of the story, between Khat and his secret employer , was treated – focusing on hard earned friendship and trust instead of animal attraction. Even the magic part of the plot feels fresh and original, used not for combat skills but for world-building and risky incantations.
This may not be a perfect story, or as trend setting as ‘Dune’ and ‘Foundation’, but it was a ton of fun and a page turner. I believe I have given 5 stars in the past to less accomplished storytellers, so I will use the rating system subjectively, in order to draw attention to this often underrated author. I plan to read more of Martha Wells fantasy books published before the Murderbot became popular.