I'm tempted to call this chapter a little self-indulgent on the part of Eco, except that I enjoy this chapter. It's quiet, pensive, and offers an effect of the Calm Before the Storm, and all the little pieces collected might be assembled, somehow, later to make some more complete picture. Maybe. Whatever. As far as I'm concerned, there are only really three questions here:
- What parallel can you draw between Yambo and the purportedly poorly-told tale of Queen Loana and her Mysterious Flame, despite Yambo's claim that he must have moved past the lamentable narrative in favor of the exotic and suggestive--mellifluous--names?
- What connection is there (indeed identified, at least simply, if no more than skatingly, by Yambo) between philatery and all those comic books, another kind of philately in itself, though with a sort of (this is stretching, I know) tax exemption all its own?
- Will the memory return if he jumps into the fog filling the gorge?
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