What am I looking for, volume after volume, in Last Kingdom? Another way of thinking about the dream limit. A way of sticking as closely as possible to the letter, to the fragmentation of the written language, and moving forward by breaking down the images of dreams, messing up their verbal forms, exhuming their source texts. What strange forgery occurs in the dream? In the drawing that emerges from the fingers? In the language that moans? In the hallucinating thought? In the same music? What is that mysterious ghost or that lawsuit?

This tenth volume of Último reino has only one theme: the false, which constitutes the bottom of the soul. The bottom of the soul hallucinates. Language unfolds its ghosts. All the arts elevate false worlds. Even depression is a dream.

Since its origin, art actively bears witness to a present past: an active dream that transcends generations and reshapes what brings us back. The art of prehistory is a fundamental reference for all current human populations. It is the true heritage. They are perhaps even the only traces of a universal background that was dispersed with the territorial curiosity proper to the species and the dissemination of languages, which are powerless to offer such captivating original archives in the background of the words they use.

Pascal Quignard