#yarina's accomplishments in the academy are overshadowed by her family name - by /ergal's name/ - and she seethes with resentment
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Yarina Uglitsky (act i)
“…Tales of Prester John’s magnificent kingdom opened the borders of western imagination. No longer did the Byzantine Empire mark the edge of the Christian world; here, suddenly, were rumors of a vast, strange country hidden beyond the Gates of Alexander, guarded by monsters, populated by a spectacularly wealthy and learned people, whose eyes were turned to heaven.
It is academically en vogue to dismiss this dreamed kingdom as a non-entity, and to apply a historiographic lens to those peoples considered the source of the legend. We are likely dealing with legendary Nestorian Christians and converted Mongol tribes, an exaggerated history of the Great Steppe from the fall of the Turkic khanate in the eighth century to the formation of the Mongol Empire in the first half of the thirteenth.
But this reduction does a disservice to the medieval mind, and indeed, to the intellectual evolution of the Soviet academy. In every meaningful way save the most prosaic, the Kingdom of Prester John existed. It could not be found, but over and over again it sent ripples westward.
On September 27, 1177, Pope Alexander III gave his private physician a letter addressed to Prester John himself, a greeting of brotherhood and, crucially, military alliance. The young physician, Phillip, set out from Rome to deliver the message by hand. He sent no dispatches from his travels, and so one is left to envision the burning deserts, the solitary nights, his commingled wonder and dread as he reached the edge of the map.
In the intervening years, the Pope turned his attention to the forcible conversion of Baltic pagans, and convening the Third Council of the Lateran, both more tangible expressions of Christian power, and indeed, achievements which utterly cemented his legacy. There is no indication that he concerned himself further with his long-departed physician.
The young man was never heard from again.”
- Dr. Yarina Uglitsky, Professor of Medieval History, Moscow University; “The Receding Kingdom: Frontier and Belief in the Medieval West”.
#yarina is the granddaughter of dr. ergal uglitsky: a famed archeologist who made his name and fortune discovering the hidden city of abbith#an abandoned wonder within the lost empire of yliaster - an empire only ergal ever believed in; it made him a laughingstock#until of course he found it; then - yarina might say cooly - he was never wrong about anything again#she and her brother grew up under ergal's roof; he was a distant exacting man and their home was the same: chilly enough to see your breath#but they had one another; up to the day ergal took his grandson on another expedition to abbith -- and came back alone#a terrible tragedy an accident etc: and yarina has never believed it for a moment - she knew somewhere under her ribs that it was a lie#that her grandfather had /done/ something to him; that he'd been...bartered or murdered or sacrificed or forgotten#(and that in some unspoken rotting way there had been a choice: yarina or her brother - and ergal made his decision)#(she'd been spared -- or doomed to stay behind - punished to be the one that lived)#in the decade plus afterwards she and her grandfather calcified into a brittle almost genteel hothouse of emotional cruelty:#he never speaks of her brother and she detests him for it; she is - he makes clear - a mild but thorough disappointment#yarina's accomplishments in the academy are overshadowed by her family name - by /ergal's name/ - and she seethes with resentment#(she wants her brother back; she'll do anything to make it happen - make any pact learn any dark secret; treat with any strange power)#(and so she danced with the Company Man; spoke into the night that all she wanted was revenge: revenge for love's sake)#(the Company Man smiled - blurred into blackness - and took her hand: you will do so well here yarina)#i am an instrument; i am revenge#the company man is coming and he loves to dance#call of the moodboards
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