Unfortunately, I don't recall "getting your Xena on" as an option in most Child ballads. "Following the bastard through Hell and high water until you can rat him out to his liege lord" is about as close as it gets. (Counter-evidence welcomed -- I don't have the entire Child oeuvre at my fingertips.)
Not that I object to the concept of getting one's Xena on in the face of a mysterious supernatural man, of course. It's one of the reasons I prefer Jim Hines to Stephenie Meyer.
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