[Darth InSidious]

N.K. Sanders' translation of Gilgamesh. I've reached Utnapishtim's account. The epic repetition is wearing a little thin but at least it gets to the point, unlike the classical epics and their pages and pages of circumlocution as when a fly reaches the window, and, bashing into it, recoils dizzily and turns again, circling the room for another way out, or a moth, drawn to the lightbulb, falls and, cont, p.1094