
The delightful center of the tale is a grand banquet in the house of Dream, where these beings offer their bids and bribes for the prize of an empty Hell. Dream doesn’t really want the property-too vast, too hard to keep up-but a lot of other beings do, including demons, angels, fairies, and (yes, of course) gods): Odin, Thor, Loki, Anubis, Bes, Bast, the Shinto storm god Susano-o-no-Mikoto, and the personifications of Order (a cardboard box carried by a genie) and Chaos (a little girl dressed like a clown).

Lucifer abdicates the throne of Hell, sending the damned back to earth, and turns the keys over to Dream. Neil Gaiman is at his best when his imagination is peopled with gods and demons-magnificent, outsize personalities, ranging from the eerily transcendent to the surprisingly human-and the tale he chooses to tell in “Season of Mists” gives him ample room to create a godly and superior fantasy.
