As I've slowly been making my way through June Rachuy Brindel's novel Ariadne, it occurs to me that Ariadne is almost always portrayed as mad, remote, or otherwise unhinged. Brindel's Ariadne spends chunks of the novel in a dissociated fog. Mary Renault's Ariadne is remote, mysterious, and, if you remember her fate in The King Must Die, given to
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