Hounded, by Kevin Hearne

There are many perks to living for twenty-one centuries, and foremost among them  is bearing witness to the rare birth of genius. It invariably goes like  this: Someone  shrugs off the weight  of his cultural traditions, ignores the baleful stares of authority, and does something his countrymen think to be completely batshit insane. Of those, Galileo was my personal favorite. Van Gogh comes in second, but he really was batshit insane.

Kevin Hearne, Hounded

Uno dei migliori incipit letti negli ultimi anni!