Written By Elisha
May 30, 2019, 2:36 p.m.(3/12/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Salvador
Several times has Arx decayed, then blossomed again. Over centuries of decadence, emptied by demon-tithe, its height reduced by collapsing beams and shifts of terrain, the city's survivors emerged from palace cells in hordes, swarming like rats to rummage and gnaw, yet also to collect and patch, like nesting birds.
They grabbed everything that could be taken and put it in another place to serve a different use: brocade curtains ended up as patchwork skirts; in marble funerary urns they planted oregano; wrought-iron gratings torn from the bathhouse windows were used for roasting cat-meat on fires of parquetry flooring.
A new Arx took shape, all huts and hovels, festering sewers, rabbit cages. And yet, nothing was lost of Arx's former splendor; it was all there, merely arranged in a different order.
Days of poverty followed days of grandeur. Again and again, a sumptuous butterfly emerged from a beggared chrysalis until our current Arx crawled forth, overflowing with the shrines of infant gods and the wards of upstart clans. The shards of this city's original form are preserved under glass bells, locked in mirrored cases, set on velvet cushions.
Historians will reconstruct, through them, the great and ancient dreams of palace cells, and parquetry floors, and funerary urns.
They grabbed everything that could be taken and put it in another place to serve a different use: brocade curtains ended up as patchwork skirts; in marble funerary urns they planted oregano; wrought-iron gratings torn from the bathhouse windows were used for roasting cat-meat on fires of parquetry flooring.
A new Arx took shape, all huts and hovels, festering sewers, rabbit cages. And yet, nothing was lost of Arx's former splendor; it was all there, merely arranged in a different order.
Days of poverty followed days of grandeur. Again and again, a sumptuous butterfly emerged from a beggared chrysalis until our current Arx crawled forth, overflowing with the shrines of infant gods and the wards of upstart clans. The shards of this city's original form are preserved under glass bells, locked in mirrored cases, set on velvet cushions.
Historians will reconstruct, through them, the great and ancient dreams of palace cells, and parquetry floors, and funerary urns.
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