Author: Erin Morgenstern
Genre: Fantasy, Adult Fiction
In 1886, a mysterious travelling circus becomes an international sensation. Open only at night, constructed entirely in black and white, Le Cirque des Rêves delights all who wander its circular paths and warm themselves at its bonfire.
Although there are acrobats, fortune-tellers and contortionists, the Circus of Dreams is no conventional spectacle. Some tents contain clouds, some ice. The circus seems almost to cast a spell over its aficionados, who call themselves the rêveurs – the dreamers. At the heart of the story is the tangled relationship between two young magicians, Celia, the enchanter’s daughter, and Marco, the sorcerer’s apprentice. At the behest of their shadowy masters, they find themselves locked in a deadly contest, forced to test the very limits of the imagination, and of their love.
A fabulous, fin-de-siècle feast for the senses and a life-affirming love story, The Night Circus is a captivating novel that will make the real world seem fantastical and a fantasy world real.
“The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.”
Magical and absolutely delightful! Erin Morgenstern weaved one of the most captivating worlds I’ve been in and I couldn’t be sadder it’s only within the pages of a book. The Night Circus will lure lovers of rich imagery and beautiful writing and you will fall in love.
The book’s atmosphere and worldbuilding are the strongest forces of its core. It’s slow in pace with a simple plot and little focus on character depth or development. Part of the romance is a little instalovey and it leaves a trail of many unanswered questions.
In the hands of another author, I may have been dissatisfied. Instead, Erin Morgenstern crafted a world so enchanting that every thing else mattered little. I was so in love with this world and too occupied in exploring it to care about anything else. I embraced, yes embraced, its slow pace. I savoured every word, took my time with every page, because suddenly 387 pages weren’t enough. I was awake but I was dreaming, wishing it would never end.