“Fantasy, though, is a literature of things beyond explanation. It calls us back to childhood, either the childhood of our species, before we knew those map-dragons were imaginary, or our own individual childhoods, when shadows held scary stuff, when things… — Roger Bellini Copy Share Image
“Flesh parted beneath his silvered blade, a butcher’s dirge of steel cleaving meat.” — Roger Bellini Copy Share Image
“Fantasy, though, is a literature of things beyond explanation. It calls us back to childhood, either the childhood of our species, before we knew… — Roger Bellini Copy Share Image
