We can’t blame Helios for burning at full swelter, as he has always done. Dedalus may have made the wings but Icarus was drawn, like all who followed sun or moon or Mars and tumbled helter-skelter, mystified by darkness, dazzled by light and heat, aiming for the unknown. We neglected the familiar, colour-blind to Earth […]
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