The King Ouroboros Turan-Vor didn’t care overmuch for being cheated at dice, despite the fact that during the waning of the green moon Islith it needs must be that his luck wane along with that baleful sphere, the domain of those spirits who follow the cult of the amphibious, phosphorescent marsh wyrms so beloved of […]
Monthly Archives: June 2012
I didn’t bother knocking on the door when I got to Circe’s house. Her mom was still at work, and Circe would be around back, in what she called her laboratory, an old smithy, a shallow cave under a ledge of rock under the bluff. A little brook cascaded over the lip of the bluff […]
A couple of weeks ago I complained about the lack of depth, metaphysical depth particularly, in the Harry Potter books and in Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials series. Both novels let us down in that regard, because both deal with magic, the supernatural, and environments where people ought to be preoccupied with The Way Things […]
