After another compulsive bout of reading last night, I finally learned where my heroine's home in the first century B.C. was likely to have been located. Here's what it looks like today:
It amazes me, the sense of history that some families/cultures have. My father's line has been traced back to a soldier or guard with a name and no description who came to Italy "from Spain." If this were a character presented to me by a player for an RPG, I'd ask for a little something more.
There is something poetic about the land of the past being washed away by the waters of modernity. Being able to visit the land of your ancestors is an experience, but being a link to a past that no one can access adds to the imagined authority of the storyteller.
If this were a character presented to me by a player for an RPG, I'd ask for a little something more.
That's where imagination comes in! XD As you said, that adds to the authority of the storyteller. The movement and intermarriage between European countries is very different from what I'm used to, seeing how someone's marrying a German or Japanese national still generates a bit of talk in my circles.
Land of the past and the waters of modernity! I like that. To carry the metaphor further, our lands and waters hold the seeds of the past, which may be unseen but never goes away. Bringing the past up from the depths is a matter of imagination as much as science, as I've learned from the different conclusions scholars draw from the same archeological evidence.
I still remember how my eyes teared up and my breath caught the first time I saw the pictures, without even knowing at the time I might well be looking at the sight of Soseono's home. I agree the place is beautiful--it looks like a wonderful place for a day of picnicking.
I like the way your mind works! >_< Unfortunately I'd have to go by air or sea because I can't go take the most direct land route (which is through North Korea), but I definitely plan to have a nice picnic there one of these days--for research!
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There is something poetic about the land of the past being washed away by the waters of modernity. Being able to visit the land of your ancestors is an experience, but being a link to a past that no one can access adds to the imagined authority of the storyteller.
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That's where imagination comes in! XD As you said, that adds to the authority of the storyteller. The movement and intermarriage between European countries is very different from what I'm used to, seeing how someone's marrying a German or Japanese national still generates a bit of talk in my circles.
Land of the past and the waters of modernity! I like that. To carry the metaphor further, our lands and waters hold the seeds of the past, which may be unseen but never goes away. Bringing the past up from the depths is a matter of imagination as much as science, as I've learned from the different conclusions scholars draw from the same archeological evidence.
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