Wore a cute lil code for a gal meet today at a con! Usually I try to only wear my codes at cons if there’s gal events going on

The Craft Sequence is a very contemporary fantasy, and one with a realistic- if not cynical- view of power. Again and again our protagonists find themselves up against gods and corporations, establishments with the very most established positions, and have to use every edge at their disposal just to keep some kind of hope for something better alive. There aren't any knights in shining armour coming to save them. Except...

The Ruin of Angels deftly sketches in a picture of Camlaan - an insular island with Imperial dreams, spinning tales of love and heroism as it sends its thugs to project its will outside its island borders. It's a familiar picture to me as an English reader, and its mythology is so clearly a justification, a comforting self-deception for the iron fist of an immortal queen. You can't say "a true knight wouldn't-" because the knights who would are real, and the ones who wouldn't just a story they tell. Except...

The Ruin crew are thieves. They have their motivations and dreams, and they're risking life, limb and legal process to score artefacts, and for all Raymet's preoccupation with scholarship and heritage, that seems to be a side-hustle to the crew's overall goal: profit. And yet, somehow, one of the crew is a storybook knight with an unbending code of honour. It's not that she's a hypocrite, not exactly - the climax of her arc with Raymet wouldn't make any sense, wouldn't have remotely the same emotional impact, if I didn't feel in my heart that what Gal's willing to justify (what she feels is just) is the most important limit on her behaviour - but she's like an invader from another story, too wild and pure to live by the rules of this world.

And all of that is vital to her place in the book.

We see her, largely, through Raymet's eyes, and our sense of genre brings us right along- how are you even real?

But the book carries on, and she keeps being like that, and eventually Raymet curses her out, and the people who made her into someone who just doesn't fit the world that really is, and- "I don't understand this. I don't understand you."

Gal reads like the intrusive work of another, better world, and part of me resents her for that; but once I accept that she really, truly is only and completely what she seems, the only word for such a senseless thing is miracle.

It's a book about love. It's a book about a lot of things, but when I read for Raymet and Gal, it's a book about love. Disbelief, and fear, and the blossoming of joy as you realise this is real, you're here, all the reasons you shouldn't be just don't matter because you are.

That's how it feels, sometimes.

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aeka natsu you will always be cosmically aligned with success. the universe itself birthed you. there is a world where you’re a canon jojo character I feel it in the depths of my SOUL

Hey gals! Sorry for the absence life has been hectic but now that I’m back I plan on posting more!

anywaysssssss we finally have our own “Offical-sona” or at least that’s what I’m calling it since a lot of other officals have one!!

now, the reveal…

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Contains everything we know about Gal and her Order, swoonworthy quotes, major critique of Britain and the British Empire, and rampant speculation about Gal's secret identity.

Not as lyrically beautiful as morkaischosen's post (find in my recent reblogs) but hopefully fun, informative, and theory-ing.