Having no Bergomask dance to offer, and feeling that the players I have been discussing are in a manner all still alive, I tender this epilogue in an effort to sum up my priorities as a reader in general, and my findings as a reader of these novels of apprenticeship in particular. After which “The iron tongue of midnight,” as Theseus proceeds to say, can toll twelve.
KeywordsDust Coherence Sine Pleistocene Toll
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