Magnus Chase is a homeless kid living on the streets of Boston when he is attacked by a fantastic creature. He finds out that is related to a Norse god, and that his destiny is bound to either saving or ending the world. Armed with a magical sword, loyal friends, sarcasm, and a undying love of falafel, he rolls with it. And adventure ensues.
I’ve read books narrated by animals before, and they veer quickly into cutesy or too sentient. Quinn somehow avoids both pitfalls. In fact, his easily distracted narrator actually adds to the story.
There wasn’t anything wrong with this book. The backstory is complete and believable. The characters are as believable as possible in this sort of story.
I often find juvenile fiction to be better written than fiction for adults. This book does nothing to disabuse me of that notion.