Up until 2018, the last time I had listened to an audiobook was as an elementary school student. Robert Munsch’s books were my absolute favourites. Weird and wacky, I looked at the incredible illustrations while Munsch read his book on tape. Audiobooks have come a very long way since then. I had thought to leave them in my past, a fond memory yet one rarely dusted off.

My husband reintroduced me to audiobooks. “You’ll like this one,” he’d said. It was “Shahnameh”, read by Marc Thompson. By the time Zahhak was tricked by Ahriman, I was sold on not only that book, but on audiobooks once again.