The Last Tale of Yajikali

Book III: A Tale of Steppe and Sorrow

Cover | Contents | Prologue | Book I | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | Interlude I
Book II | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | Interlude II
Book III | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37 | 38 | 39 | 40 | 41 | 42 | 43 | 44 | 45 | 46 | 47 | 48 | Interlude III
Book IV | 49 | 50 | 51 | 52 | 53 | 54 | 55 | 56 | 57 | 58 | 59 | 60 | 61 | 62 | 63 | 64 | 65
66 | 67 | 68 | 69 | 70 | 71 | 72 | 73 | 74 | 75 | Epilogue

Book III

A Tale of
Steppe and Sorrow

Humans are creatures of contrast. Our lives are defined by antipodes. In suffering we find strength, in gluttony debility. In riches there is corruption, in poverty fidelity. In the meek we see great courage, while in boasting there is cowardice. So it is with all human endeavours. We strive to possess joy in our lives, yet it is not joy that guides us. True, it can inspire us to things greater than ourselves. But it is in our failings and our sorrows that we are defined. In the fires of pain and anguish our souls are refined and made pure. Thus, there is some reason to admire the temperate man who has mastered the antipodes of spirit.

– from That Which is Known of Galendor,
Summa Terræ of Elvmere

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