It is really difficult to differentiate between both the surrealistic and realistic undertones in this book. You are led to believe it is magical. You want to believe it, and when you get little breadcrumbs of excitement and they actually lead to the witch's house and the witch's house is real because you are aware of the meaning behind said words - I can assure you the book is nothing short of heartbreaking.
Clarke, with remarkable skill, gives the entire voice to the character, making her writing indistinguishable from Piranesi himself. The immersive first-person perspective evokes empathy. You cannot help him, though of course you desperately want to. But as the story progresses you begin to hope that he’ll find his way on his own. After all, our protagonist embodies a quiet but profound bravery.
The theory of the other worlds states:
“When knowledge or power went out of this world it did two things: first,
it created another place; and second, it left a hole,
a door between this world where it had once existed and the new place it had made.” (Clarke, 2020, p,151.)
It is a sad truth that someone out there is stuck in a place that has been constructed to make their entire world - simply because they don't know any different. They cannot see the way out, and so they believe that this is all there is to life. The house. And, as Piranesi says:
“The beauty of this house is immeasurable, its kindness infinite.” (Clarke, 2020, p,5)
Ultimately, this novel is an inspection of solitude, and a meditation of how we cope with the past - what does that do to a person?