Tales of the divine and semi-divine in Zothique and elsewhere.
"Passing a mordant volcano in the Uneven Lands, he was startled by a flying device sewn from fabric which emerged from the crater and swooped low over his hood. No chthonic god this, coughed from the gelid mantle, though it was shaded to represent one, but the artifice of a man. Etnos Vulso was his name, and he had reinvented the balloon while playing with a hearth and dwarf. He indulged his urge to investigate the planetary core, where he assumed warmth was waiting it out, but returned disappointed. All solid down there at last; hardly an ember."
"Rhys Hughes seems almost the sum of our planet’s literature. He toys with convention. He makes the metaphysical political, the personal incredible and the comic hints at subtle pain. Few living fictioneers approach this chef’s sardonic confections, certainly not in English.’ — MICHAEL MOORCOCK
"If I said he was a Welsh writer who writes as though he has gone to school with the best writing from all over the world, I wonder if my compliment would just sound provincial. Hughes’ style, with all that means, is among the most beautiful I’ve encountered in several years.’ — SAMUEL R. DELANY
"It’s a crime that Rhys Hughes is not as widely known as Italo Calvino and other writers of that stature. Brilliantly written and conceived, Hughes’ fiction has few parallels anywhere in the world. In some alternate universe with a better sense of justice, his work triumphantly parades across all bestseller lists.’ — JEFF VANDERMEER
Genre: Fantasy
"Passing a mordant volcano in the Uneven Lands, he was startled by a flying device sewn from fabric which emerged from the crater and swooped low over his hood. No chthonic god this, coughed from the gelid mantle, though it was shaded to represent one, but the artifice of a man. Etnos Vulso was his name, and he had reinvented the balloon while playing with a hearth and dwarf. He indulged his urge to investigate the planetary core, where he assumed warmth was waiting it out, but returned disappointed. All solid down there at last; hardly an ember."
"Rhys Hughes seems almost the sum of our planet’s literature. He toys with convention. He makes the metaphysical political, the personal incredible and the comic hints at subtle pain. Few living fictioneers approach this chef’s sardonic confections, certainly not in English.’ — MICHAEL MOORCOCK
"If I said he was a Welsh writer who writes as though he has gone to school with the best writing from all over the world, I wonder if my compliment would just sound provincial. Hughes’ style, with all that means, is among the most beautiful I’ve encountered in several years.’ — SAMUEL R. DELANY
"It’s a crime that Rhys Hughes is not as widely known as Italo Calvino and other writers of that stature. Brilliantly written and conceived, Hughes’ fiction has few parallels anywhere in the world. In some alternate universe with a better sense of justice, his work triumphantly parades across all bestseller lists.’ — JEFF VANDERMEER
Genre: Fantasy
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