Echoes of the Great Song is by far the best fantasy novel I have ever read. It’s perfect – 10/10. It’s full of action and fighting, but at the same time it’s one of the most thought-provoking books I have ever read (all kinds of books, not only fantasy).
I must point out that Echoes of The Great Songs is not a classic fantasy novel, because it is mixed with ideas of a world-spanning deluge, a great pyramid covered under thick layer of ice and a powerful race of immortals (Avatars) being cut off from the source of energy for their advanced technology and having trouble maintaining their rule over (other?) humans (called Vagars) who are treated as lesser beings and as a tool to make Avatars ever-young. What’s especially interesting is the fact that most of the plot is described from the point of view of Avatars, not (lesser?) humans.
"We lose much, Rael, by being ever-young."
“And what is that?”
"Flexibility. Understanding. Perspective. The physical frailties are many, but they are assuaged by a wealth of insights. All living things in nature grow, die and are reborn. Even the earth, as we have so painfully witnessed. Not so the Avatar. We have forgotten how to grow, Rael. To adapt and change. We are what we were a thousand years ago. Perhaps not even that. A thousand years ago the Avatar Prime and I designed the White Pyramid. It was a wonder, a work of genius from among a gifted people. What new inventions can we boast from the last two hundred years? What strides have we made? We are frozen in time, Rael, and we exist as merely echoes of a great song."
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