#musing again

Does anyone have any speculation as to the reason why Crozier asks Jopson to take the last of his whiskey to “the spot where the things blood is and pour it out there”? Like I guess maybe symbolic of the sacrifice Blanky made to Tuunbaq because of Crozier (his leg) so Crozier is making his own sacrifice to Tuunbaq? Or symbolic of the whiskey having been part of Crozier blood for so long? Maybe I’m overthinking this… but if I was Jopson I’d be kinda annoyed cause like why do I have to go all the way out there? Why can’t I pour it down the head? At least he wasn’t gonna make Little do it. But maybe that’s cause he was about to hand Little his pistol and if I was Little I would have shot him for asking me to go out on the ice for whiskey AGAIN.

My first real experience with Hermes really does dictate the infinitely more out there way I view him (and many other gods) typically. It's more rare if they have a face or definable features and composition like that of a human. Whether that's faceless/infinite-faced Aphrodite, composed entirely of light (Apollon, Hermes, Maia) or peaking out from clothes that nearly completely cover them (Leto, Hestia), or those the essence of space with stars/planetary bodies throughout and/or darkness itself (also Hermes and Maia, plus Hekate and Ereshkigal). It says what it needs to, that gods show up however they want to either by our expectations benefitting us or by giving them the freedom to go for whatever they feel like or are representing at the moment. (The latter is my own personal leaning, the expectation, and understanding of the infinite). Not to mention the sight of star-studded Hermes is quite the sight to behold.

Everyone in the arena seemed to see it at half speed: two arrows, shot so synchronously that they could only have come from the same bow. One tore the two-tailed whip out of the first guard’s hand and pinned it to the ground; the second, with what seemed like a godly inflection in the prisoner’s favor, travelled through the gap between shoulder and jaw to sever the rope that bound his wrists.

Miyamoto was one of my favorite characters back then too, before the hiatus, and I've had to catch up and watch the 10+ years of Pokemon and character development I've missed with Jessie.