The Maw of Tash

Sometimes my anxiety feels a lot like Tirian’s premonition: that he would be fed into the mouth of Tash’s stable ere the day’s end.

The metaphor holds – if you’ve read The Last Battle, you know that Tash may well be in there. The terror that shook the earth and consumed the ape in one moment of blue-white heat and cacophony may very, very well be in there…but not all inside is as it appears under the dying sky, amongst lurid fire-lit figures, outside.

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