Somewhere between the ages of maybe eight, maybe ten to around sixteen to eighteen I ate up and loved every single allegory I could get my hands on. Now, at age 61, I have completely lost my taste for the stuff, and so I did not finish this book. But as such books go, this is well-written, and were I ten, I would have loved this book about a constantly beaten on kid learning to face his fears. I can recommend this book for kids who like fantasy, for adults who like allegory, and for all kids who can't tell allegory from an alligator who like adventure stories.
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