How is a fantasy book with a map regarded, and what impression does the map give before the story has had a chance to tell us what it wants to say?
"Tournaments. Tournaments and idiots searching for Christ relics and fighting on horseback. No blood. Nothing about watching your own men die. Relics don't change that. Nothing changes that."
Here in our studies of symbols, stories and tragedies, we excavate a personal web of embedded connections.
Deciding on a mirror as the perfect camouflage, / he drinks the liquid coating destined for one.
