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The Neiriad forces us to accept what might be considered facile reasoning: that if a king is good, the land will prosper; that acts of bravery are always rewarded and acts of treachery punished; that there never lived a hero who shirked his duties or who faltered in battle. Why is this so? Because it has always been. Why must it be true? Because we, who read, desire it to be. Our belief in a world that is just and perfect gives us strength to survive in a world that is anything but.
“Are you all right?” she asked softly. “Yes,” Angharad replied. “Yes, more than all right. I’m happy. I only hope that you are, too.” In this moment, it was easy to say yes. But Effy knew it would not always be so simple. She would need one pill or another. She would hear the siren song of an oblivious, dreamless slumber. She would need books and fairy tales to build a seawall around her, to hold against the vicious, rising tide.
