This is a lovely fairy tale of a book that is reminiscent of Joanne Harris’s book Honeycomb. While honeycomb had magical anthropomorphic bees this story is about magical anthropomorphic butterflies and moths.
Snippets of the story are told like a straight magical fairy tale story, but the bulk of it happens in the ‘real world’ when a shy young man who works in a camera shop in London helps a homeless man and falls in love with a beautiful girl whose face he can never quite remember, and is drawn in (like the lovely novel by the maybe not so lovely (yikes) Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere) to a magical quest across time and reality to find true love and end a war.
Sarah Wray Writer 