"Two decades ago the U.S. Government rounded up the people of Innsmouth and took them to a desert prison, far from their ocean, their Deep One ancestors, and their sleeping god, Cthulhu. Only Aphra and Caleb Marsh survived the camps, emerging without a past or a future. Now it's 1949, and the government that stole Aphra's life needs her help. FBI Agent Ron Spector believes that Communist spies have stolen dangerous magical secrets from Miskatonic University, secrets that could turn the Cold War hot in an instant and hasten the end of the human race. Aphra must return to the ruins of her home, gather the scraps of her stolen history, and assemble a new family to face the darkest of human politics and the wildest dangers of an uncaring universe"--
Lovecraftian but without the horror. One would think that a story about the deep ones, worshippers of Cthulhu and the others, set in Arkham and Miskatonic and Innsmouth, would surely be horror. But it's not. It's part mystery, a tiny bit thriller maybe, and historical, but mostly it's just beautiful. Sad, beautiful, hopeful. And compelling and enjoyable as well. Will definitely be reading more.
