You must and will understand, fair or foul reader (but where’s the difference?), that I bring sad tidings. The Demi-Monde: Winter, the first book in a projected quadrilogy by British debut author Rod Rees, ends in a cliffhanger. A proper cliffhanger it is, too, none of your wishy-washy measly cliffs. No, Winter ends with a cocked gun — two cocked guns, in fact — and a doppelganger-swapping in progress. And I, dear reader, am miffed.
[There is in us all the solipsist tendency]