For the entire time I was reading this, I couldn't decide how I felt about it. And I am still not entirely sure. It was definitely a book, and it wasn't bad, but I feel a bit of nothingness about it. It might be because the tone was going for this sort of grand tale with an omniscient narrator and that didn't really land with me. Instead, it left me a little adrift in everyone's thoughts, unable to really grab to anyone for stability. I guess I liked Santangel the best, but that was mostly because he is a bundle of tropes that I love (morally gray and tortured men are my weakness I fear), but I still felt like I was held back from really falling into his perspective.

The plot and pacing were fine. I appreciate the story that was being told, but it didn't grab me the way I wanted.