Celephaïs was created in a dream by Kuranes as a child of the English landed gentry. As a man in his forties, alone and dispossessed in contemporary London, he dreams it again and then, seeking it, slowly slips away to the dream-world. Finally knights guide him through medieval England to his ancestral estate, where he spent his boyhood, and then to Celephaïs.
The writing style in this short story is very poor, which really pissed me off because I had really high expectations for this short story since there were a lots of people who were recommending this short story to me.
The characters here are again very poor. Poor in the meaning of as developed in the short story, the character to them and everything else which makes a character in a book / short story / movie / series / game.
The plot here in this short story is pretty poor, and some parts here were like super boring and I was questioning why I’m reading this short story when these parts came. And the plot didn’t really get my full attention and this usually happens when the story is really bad.
However this short story is a typical H.P Lovecraft short story, but if you read some thing written by H.P Lovecraft before reading this one you will be disappointed a little bit because it is so bad.
I give this short story 2 / 5