This book for me was a little difficult to read, just because there was a lot of dialogue and explanations. There was, however, a glossary at the back of the book to help me understand or remember things. Yet this story is also very interesting and primeval, with both fantasy and (a touch of) horror. I do have to say that I like the theory/philosophy presented at the end of the story as well as the world-building.
This excerpt depicts the writing style one would enjoy:
Moshim stood there above the Riverbend populace doing and saying nothing. In short order, the crowd stilled, almost at once, and every face turned to him.
He boomed, “Svangur was compelled by His master, Dregva, to fashion a beautiful meadow, with trees bearing fruit, pools of clear, sparkling water, and flowers of every hue. Dregva wallowed in sloth, and where he trod, grass turned yellow and brittle, flowers died, and where he drank, the waters became poison. To indulge his pleasure, he sent a swarm of bees to torment Svangur, whom he had chained to a rock. Bees stung God, and died, stung Him, and died. Svangur whispered to a bee the secret of making honey, and the bee flew far away, and upon its return, placed a single drop of honey on the starving God’s tongue. Svangur taught the bee to dance, and said, ‘Dance, little one, for your queen, for your brother, and teach them the secret of honey.’ Soon, the bees brought a wealth of honey to Svangur, and God’s ribs no longer protruded from His chest and He gained the strength for His unbinding…