Elizabeth Hand GLIMMERING

To my son, Tristan,

heir to a broken world, but with the tools to fix it.

With all my love.

Four voices just audible in the hush of any Christmas:

Accept my friendship or die.

I shall keep order and not very much will happen.

Bring me luck and of course I’ll support you.

I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen.

—W. H. Auden, “Blessed Event”

Fin de siecle,” murmured Lord Henry.

Fin du globe,” answered his hostess.

“I wish it were fin du globe,” said Dorian with a sigh.

“Life is such a great disappointment.”

—Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

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