When I was a kid, I loved the circus, a place of magic, a world out of the world, where nothing is at it seems and a new dream becomes reality round every corner.
To be honest, I went only once when I was a very little girl. Now too much time has passed for me to remember clearly. As years went by, the outlines began to blur and all became more and more similar to a dream than to reality.
For many reasons – that I’m not here to bore you with – I never stepped again into a circus. Nevertheless, it kept on fascinating me, with its tents and lights and magic, so mysterious and so full of wonder.
Knowing that I’m so firmly convinced that books are some kind of magic themselves, it’s easy to understand how I couldn’t resist to Erin Morgenstern and the promise of breathtaking and dazzling enchantment enclosed in her Night Circus.
“The circus arrives without warning.
Non announcements precede it, no paper notices on downtown posts and billboards, no mentions or advertisements in local newspapers. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.”
The Night Circus – Erin Morgenstern
It’s hard to find where to start talking about Le Cirque des Rêves, a circus painted in white, grey and black. A white ever-burning fire sits in a cauldron in the center of the courtyard. All around it, curving pathways lead to the different tents, each one offering a different kind of wonder.
I could tell you about Celia and her translucent father; or about Marco and his stern master; about the challenge they’re involved in and the circus that is their battlefield.
I could tell you about two very special twins, Poppet and Widget; or Tsukiko, the contortionist who knows more than it shows; or Isobel, the fortune-teller that holds a secret spell.
I could tell you about Mr Thiessen, the clockmaker, and the crowd of rêveurs he inspired, who follows Le Cirque des Rêves wherever it goes.
I could tell you about Bailey, a young boy who falls in love with the circus at first sight – besides, who wouldn’t?
I could tell you all of this and more, but then, where’s the magic in that?
You want to know about Le Cirque des Rêves?
Then you just have to wait until dusk and buy your ticket. Soon enough you’ll be stepping in the circus and then you’ll find out. It’s a fairytale. It’s a love story. It’s an adventure. It’s a magic duel.
It’s the Night Circus.
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