Chapter 33

“And when it reaches the same place as the rest, the soul which is impure through having done some impure deed, either by setting its hand to lawless bloodshed or by committing other kindred crimes which are the work

of kindred souls, this soul is shunned and avoided by all;

none will company with it or guide it,

and it wonders alone in utter desolation…”

-Socrates

Over the weeks that followed, the scenery changed dramatically.

Climbing from the damp lowlands of the Hunter, the landscape opened up into an endless sea of rolling hills, clad with swathes of chalky blue tussocks beneath a wide open sky, and always the Great Ston...

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