Acting, she thought, means putting on those seven-league boots.
They weren’t more than a couple of hundred feet away from the hotel; it had been a specific, initiation-like journey, and now they stood on the slope of death itself. This was a place where one could come and look at life and gain perspective; it is for this precise reason that it is called the slope of death. A city which had honoured its dead in such a manner was necessarily loyal to the arts of the theatre.
The Prince and Princess had been embroidered against the backdrop of a temple that could have fit in the palm of their hands. The Princess decided that she would confess. It appeared as though she was being driven by a fatal strength, as she recited a text she’d nursed in her mind since the start.
‘I ask for your forg
