On such a full sea

It could be a dystopian quest novel. Certainly our hero Fan, leaving the confines of B-Mor encounters her fair share of adventures once she sets out for the open counties in search of her lover Reg. But the narrator, with his overly considered, first-person plural keeps intruding in on the action before it slips back into the story.

Maybe I'm supposed to read this as a meditation on our own class structure. How precarious our middle class lives are, bookended by the hand-wringing psychosis of the upper class and the savagery of the lower - but maybe I'm just burned out from dystopian fiction.