I can’t remember ever enjoying a book this much for the longest time. It was filled with misery, horror and tragedies yet the writing, the characters and the place were beautifully written that I couldn’t help but smile when I reached the end. I guess I couldn’t believe that I’ll ever like something as much as I liked this novel. I only read it from my phone so it’s almost always rushed and who knows who much words got lost in translation. But as soon as the words “cemetery of forgotten books” appeared, I was hooked.

If you’re looking for something new to read, I highly recommend this. Imagine losing yourself in a book and somehow as you turn each page, you find yourself living the story.

The Shadow of the Wind is a coming-of-age tale of a young boy who, through the magic of a single book, finds a purpose greater than himself and a hero in a man he’s never met. With the passion of García Márquez, the irony of Dickens, and the necromancy of Poe, Carlos Ruiz Zafón spins a web of intrigue so thick that it ensnares the reader from the very first line. The Shadow of the Wind is an ode to the art of reading, but it is also the perfect example of the all-encompassing power of a well-told story.

At the first light of dawn in postwar Barcelona, a bookseller leads his motherless son to a mysterious crypt called the Cemetery of Forgotten Books. This labyrinthine sanctuary houses the books that have lost their owners, books that are no longer remembered by anyone. It is here that ten-year-old Daniel Sempere pulls a single book-The Shadow of the Wind-off of the dusty shelves to adopt as his own. With one fateful turn of a page, he begins an adventure that will unravel another man’s tragedy and solve a mystery that has already taken many lives and will shape his entire future.

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