...the ending took my breath away...I recommend this for people who like Tanith Lee, epic style, and a writer who plays mischievously with both language and the reader.
Mischievous Mercurio guards the planet Mercury—his sacred charge—with quirky devotion. He loves the oddball chunk of rock, with its illusion of retrograde motion and its out-of-sync orbit and spin.
Almost as much as he loves playing pranks.
But when Earth’s guardian Gaia bids Mercurio to organize a circus act for Sol’s birthday celebration, the joke’s on him.
While Mercurio wangles his way around the captious refusals of his would-be stilt-walkers and clowns—“No, no, and no!”—the somber guardian of Pluto plots a darker scheme.
With the subtle delight, clever misdirection, and teasing wordplay that Mercurio himself enjoys, J.M. Ney-Grimm tells a tale of steeply rising stakes in a clockwork solar system ruled by the gods of ancient Rome.