This is the face of temptation.
In 14 days my essays will be turned in and I can start reading this. I can take it to the bench in Queen's Square, or lounge in the Brigstow coffee shop, and pore over it to my heart's delight. Until then, it's sitting in my room taunting me mercilessly.
What is it? It is a 635-page 13th-century (translated) French Arthurian romance called The Knight of the Two Swords.
What can I say, temptation likes costume parties.
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