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On this day, the tide laps the city’s shores, and the deeps beyond are less like mere water than like some shrewd and knowing entity, an amorphous mass that might at any time rise in apocalyptic fury to cleanse the metropolis.
He reaches for the memory, strains toward it. But his amnesia isn’t merely a fog overlaying the past; it is an unbreachable wall.
“Justice is a human concept, as flawed as any. There is no reliable justice in this world and, given human nature, never can be. Politics, bigotry, envy, ignorance . . . Those forces and others redefine justice day by day, until it means something different to everyone—until it means nothing at all.”
In this brave new world, there is no place for a lone paladin venturing forth on tasks of knightly honor. Both Galahad and Shane would be toast. In times as complex as these, any caped crusader must work sans cape, but with backup that amounts to scores of specialists.