Platterland

Lechery, debauchery, total annihilation, blood and mud-the usual stuff as two prime movers contend for power. Not power to do anything in particular-threaten, coerce, destroy: illuminate a city, tighten the skeins of a siege engine, or wind up the bowels of a child's clockwork toy-just power to have around. Just in case. Just the familiar, reassuring bulge of potential, there to quiet unease was not much to ask. But who to ask? -The Return of the Orange Virgin from Platterland