THE ART OF EPIC FANTASY 
LITERATURE

"She considered the crime of their absence in a time of war and the sentence that must be carried out should the people see to her prosecution. We contend justice is among our senses, but its chance conception in nature exposes our conceit when we sunder our marriage to reason for the profits of incurious vengeance. And with other failings abundant, we proceeded still on the absurd quest to actualize our dream of the shining city but dependably neglected to audit our compassion as we gave form to our law and our principles in embryo. The (primordial) self-interest of a few generates an eager clergy that preaches the glory of security through surplus that, without restraint, has prevailed over the common good, begging an indictment be issued against monopoly a fractured public will never trouble themselves to serve. And because no one person is our avatar of suffering, the initial victim of this fraud of fellowship is but an effigy of our collective integrity, its flames mourning the irony of confounding revelry for its ruin. Additionally, modernity and its principles of benign peace readily dissolve when humiliated sadists emerge from their hovels echoing toxic covenants, ever armed with the weapons of their ancestors, and conditioned for bitterness by shadows of truth prescribed through faithless benefactors. In league, the vanity of authoritarian violence is a consequence of spite conspiring to conquer civility through spectacle and aggravate the rot of virtue to seize our mortal, imperfect philosophies for war and weigh the surviving wealth of our affections on scales constructed by the same hands that once assembled the gallows. And as all cultures possess a pedigree of fatal conflict, the memory and prosperity born of treachery can never be wholly cured or accounted for. But the Spirit of us is contrarian and we are seduced by the gamble of defeat, for justice and redemption are folly, but to seek them is not.”