/lit/ - Literature

This might be one of the least narratively bold books I've ever read, even for a novella it's laughably unambitious
The author creates an unjust and unsustainable society adds in a race of magical puppet beings that humans were previously unaware of and then all he gets out of it is a standard fantasy heist plot and an ending where the most insignificant positive changes possible happen to his story's society.

Dunno if it's a comment on how unimaginative Tchaikovsky's personal politics are or what but he has the potential to explore all these interesting avenues of anthropological and political upheaval between humans and his magical creatures and all he can come up with is "the new gang lord is nicer".