every line of it is so layered and complex, yet clear, like a palace of mirrors struck through with light. i love ‘not a shadow is ever allowed to fall on you, nor a sorrow, nor a scar’ and the gentle way his mother warns him away from playing pretend like he’s playing with fire, not because it’s wrong (though it is) but because it’s dangerous. and his fascination with the dark and those who travel through it, because they have scars, they have stories, stories he can only imagine in a city where stories and imagination are prohibited. you can see why the zee-captain’s story draws him in. ‘every story you never told comes spinning back’ — gorgeous.
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every line of it is so layered and complex, yet clear, like a palace of mirrors struck through with light. i love ‘not a shadow is ever allowed to fall on you, nor a sorrow, nor a scar’ and the gentle way his mother warns him away from playing pretend like he’s playing with fire, not because it’s wrong (though it is) but because it’s dangerous. and his fascination with the dark and those who travel through it, because they have scars, they have stories, stories he can only imagine in a city where stories and imagination are prohibited. you can see why the zee-captain’s story draws him in. ‘every story you never told comes spinning back’ — gorgeous.
thank you for this gift!