1. says

    Yeah. As I said to rq, it’s an ugly story. It’s available to read or download here. It is supposed to be an anti-hunting story; but for all that, it seems to revel in cruelty, and of course, the standard forgiveness is applied to still clueless privileged white dude.

  2. rq says

    I started reading the story and it is odd, to say the least. But I’m more fascinated by the ability of the art and the captions to transcend the work (maybe I haven’t read enough of it, ha!). But each picture and each caption bring out a separate thought or idea that takes on a life of its own in my mind. I’m still captured by “I went to a bridge I knew”. I want to finish it with things like “… to see if my love was still waiting there” (with morbid undertones, naturally) or “… and remembered that it was long since gone” (because War) or “… and stood there, watching the river like it was an old friend” or … etc. This one, too -- I like the image of the spirits of dead suns, and the illustration itself takes that in a very different direction -- a bit foreboding, really, I don’t see too much of the ‘guarded’ part, they’re a bit off-putting in their expressions.

  3. says

    The artwork is another jarring aspect, with the mystical bits handled by Horton, and the prosaic scenes of hunting and cruelty handled by a different artist. The difference in the artworks is disconcerting, to say the least.

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