Rating: 5 stars
“That night, a bright little bird flew high overhead. Each beat of its wings made a patch of the stars flicker out, and another made them flicker back on.”
The above quote is on the front of the proof of this book, and as soon as I read it (coupled with the wonderful use of silver gilding), I was gripped, hook, line and sinker (yes, I am grasping at straws with a fish related pun).
In a small town called Allora, where the houses are painted in beautiful colours and fish fly out of the sea, Alberto lives in a house on the top of the hill. Originally a carpenter, he is forced to become a coffin maker when a plague sweeps through the town, taking with it his wife and 3 children.
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