You will very likely find that your greatest adversary is neither the dark and treacherous path of whispering lore, nor the easy villain – the monster that sneaks behind the tall shadows of the trees. You will find – oh mighty warrior – that your strongest foe is that moment when you hold your blade to the neck of your spoil, and your gaze drifts and lands on its bulging glassy eyes, and you see your reflection and shimmering righteousness as if for the first time.
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In that queer moment, when borders are breached, when histories spill into each other, and when a treatise on mutuality is written in the mereness of a shared gaze between man and beast, the very idea of evil will be your true foe.
