Ringil starts as a good but scarred man, battles with time-induced madness, and ends the story as a man-sized suppurating wound with all the goodness festered out of him. And come to that, I love that he was unrepentantly homosexual. I love his guilt over the execution of his true lover, Jelim, who died a torturous death for their "perverted" love. I love that he was suffering from post traumatic stress disorder (although it was never officially named that) right from the off. I love his personal struggle with idealism in the face of war and the nastiness of humanity. He may be one of my favourite characters ever written in any fantasy novel. I intentionally slowed down my reading so that I could savour every word, but by the time Ringil came out of the grey mists with his dwenda lover, Seethlaw, and his lover's gang of futuristically armored time-slippers, I threw aside the savouring and rushed to the end. But the mind-blowingness began in the midst of the first chapter. Mind-Blowing: That's my instant reaction after finishing this book. I have too much to write about The Steel Remains to put it all into a coherent paragraph by paragraph review, so I am just going to ramble around a bit and write what I need to write.
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