Imagine a fantasy epic where war has no end, victory feels hollow, and the words themselves cast a spell. Welcome to E.R. Eddison’s The Worm Ouroboros (1922). It’s a novel so unapologetically grand it still dares modern readers to keep up. Overshadowed by Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings, published two decades later, Eddison’s saga of Demonland’s endless…
