Every world or universe thinks it's alone until its apocalyptic death drives it to Driftwood, the place where all worlds go to literally drift off into nothingness. They come out of the Mist, to the Edge, and as parts of each world fade away, they become Shards that rub against each other in the pull of the Crush — the center of Driftwood and the place where all worlds are forgotten and smashed into nothing. As such, Driftwood itself is an odd land, with wildly variant inhabitants and their respective cultures, as well as different rules of physics in each of the worlds and Shards. But one man, aptly called Last, is famous throughout Driftwood as the last of his kind, a race that died out before the grandparents of anyone still alive were born. But when it seems that Last has finally died, the Drifters gather to remember the man or the charlatan or the god...whoever each person thinks he was or is.
This is a fascinating little book, with plenty to mull over after the final pages are done. And about those final pages... I'm not going to spoil this book by saying that they're odd. In fact, I'd love it if someone would read this book simply so I can talk about this ending! It's not my favorite book this year, but it's definitely thought-provoking and creative, so it gets a thumbs up from me.
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