#augustine the first

When a mommy hates a daddy very much, mommy will conspire with daddy’s coworkers to discreetly steal his genetic material during a night of passion between daddy and his two coworkers who hate each other almost as much as they hate daddy, so that mommy can use daddy’s genetic material to create a living bomb that she will detonate to breach a locked tomb that only opens for daddy or a close blood relative, like a living bomb made out of one half of daddy’s stolen dna, that contains the death of daddy and his evil empire, and sometimes mommy will fail because one person in her ill advised polyclue, who is actually two people in one body but only one of them knows this and who are both daddy’s coworkers but not the ones who stole his dna, will push mommy with her living bomb out of an airlock during which she will die and fall down onto a decrepit planet that guards the locked tomb with her still alive and undetonated bomb. And that’s how babies are made!

“But my bones will rest easy next to your bones.” Line that changed the whole book for me. In a single moment these characters who confounded and frustrated me became holy in my heart. Two sad old gods whose greatest wish is to die in obscurity together, who know they can never be redeemed, so they dream instead of a better world without them in it. Oh my loves. Ten thousand years is a long time to carry so much grief.