In my mind are all the tides, their seasons, their ebbs and their flows. In my mind are the halls, the endless procession of them, the intricate pathways.

Piranesi took me on a journey of mystery, wonder, resilience and transformation. Clarke's writing is remarkable, it flows like water and carries so much meaning in even the most mundane observations. It was like being there in the House, witnessing its beauty and wilderness along with Piranesi.

From the format with the journal entries, to the naming of events, people and objects, to the lists, they all helped set the tone and establish who Piranesi is. I knew very early on that I was reading something special.

The plot in itself was simple, but it unfolded brilliantly. And the character work in general was so beautiful. Reading the last pages at 1 a.m. left me very emotional and I will be thinking about this book for a long time.