Notes

“Without Faith, Without Law, Without Joy”

The Faery Queene from the perspective of one of the Saracens by Saladin Ahmed. “I am walking a winding road of pale stone. Who am I? Where am I? I have answers, but they are forged falsehoods. For…days? Years? My brothers and I have been forced to live in this world that is not our world. And I have half-forgotten my own.”

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