Note: The other two reviews of this currently on GR (one in English, one in Romanian) appear to refer to either a different edition or a separate work altogether, for they reference other stories not included in this book. Mircea Eliade declara ca e singura carte scris fr plan, fr s tie cum se va desfura aciunea i fr s-i cunoasc finalul: Cnd am nceput aceast povestire, tiam un singur lucru: c un grup de bucureteni, fr nicio aplecare ctre fantastic, s-au dus s. The second Eliade story, about a man who grows increasingly larger, offered more intriguing potential but ended up only average over its entirety. Naraiunea arpele romanul scurt sau nuvela lung - a aprut n anul 1937. Not worth lingering over, though, given my general disinterest in the context. The first Eliade story is a bit inscrutable, seemingly straightforward with a twist ending of which I'm still not sure I grasp the full significance. Of the three, I most enjoyed Mihai Niculescu's 'The Cobbler of Hydra' with its mysterious island setting and hallucinatory tinge. This is an odd little book intended for Romanian language learners and containing but three stories, 'chosen partly for their interest and literary value, partly as having a fairly high proportion of useful vocabulary and a reasonable balance of description and dialogue'.
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