Life is sacred in Syl Anagist — as it should be, for the city burns life as the fuel for its glory.
Syl Anagist at first seems a utopia, projecting image of surface-level perfection: a society built around life, around a pure and clean energy source, a source that, in lasting forever, will allow for unhindered progress of the empire. Yet, Kelenli’s lessons to the tuners break any illusions of perfection in revealing the oppressive framework upon which the empire’s energy, and thus, the empire’s survival, depends. Continue reading “Utopetroleum (and Cow Farts™)”