Been reading the Elric books in vacation. Sometimes you read a fifty-is year old book, and it feels pretty modern. This is not one of those times. The distant and terse prose, the frequent characterization through what can only be described as telling, not showing, and the feel of the books are definitely not modern.

This is by no means a complaint, I honestly love this sort of arch descriptive language,
and for stories with themes as cosmic and weird as this it works fantastically. There's a sense of the world as both incredibly vivid and also unfixed and malleable at the edges. Overall I'm having a real blast with these, and will need to track down the rest of them when I return from foreign lands.