probably will revisit as a physical book

for a book about the act of forgetting, it had an aptly forgettable plot, made worse so by inconsistent characterisation & an anti-climatic ending, which, when combined with the extremely slow pacing of this book, would have resulted in me DNFing it if i hadn’t been listening on audio. 

however, i will admit, the writing style was beautiful, with highly graceful prose. ishiguro managed to successfully tie together his very distinctly contemporary writing style with medieval world-building, creating a historical fantasy. 

‘how can old wounds heal while maggots linger so richly? or a peace hold for ever built on slaughter and a magician’s trickery?’