Lud-in-the-Mist

I have absolutely no idea how to review this. It is whimsical and lyrical, but with a curiously frustrating ending. It smacks of allegory, but what the allusion is is not clear (Drugs? Homosexuality? Fantasy itself?). One thing that is clear, however, is that this was written at a time when the modern conception of fantasy was just beginning, which gives it a historical value, if nothing else. If fantasy floats your boat, and you've had your fill of Tolkien and everything that has come since, this is an interesting read.