There's a mood that strikes the moment I hear those opening strains of Iron Zur's Dragon Age theme. It's a melancholy desperation that defines the game from start to tragic finale. It's been years since I played it, and the feel of the game remains. I think of it often when I see pictures from the war in Ukraine. Zelenskyy and the people of Ukraine are a nation of Grey Wardens. They struggle to keep back the Dark Spawn tide while the Tyrn Loghains of this world play Hamlet on their unsteady thrones.
I needed a break from A Treasury of Modern Fantasy (too many authors and too many styles coming in too fast) so I decided to turn back to an author whose work I've enjoyed exploring: Robert E. Howard. This time, however, I decided to skip over Howard's famous Conan yarns and instead take a look at one of his earlier creations, Solomon Kane. The idea of a puritan occult detective was too intriguing to pass up. I have the whole collection of Kane's tales and I do intend to blog them all. Right now, my little literary detour has only encompassed the first two short stories so I'm going to record my thoughts on them right away and get back to the rest as I have time. Skulls in the Stars Solomon Kane makes his debut with this classic bit of English Gothic including a haunted moor, a vengeful ghost, and a solitary miser. Howard's Kane fits the portrait of the archetypal puritan: grim, principled, metaphysical, with an iron sense of right and wrong. I h...

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