When, indeed, after some harrowing adventures brought about by the pursuit of his obsession with Gorgik, the young smuggler (rescued by Raven) finally gets to meet his hero almost by chance, he cannot even be sure that he has met the true Gorgik — so that he and, moreover, the reader must begin to wonder if there can even be, in such a political hall of mirrors, any such “truth” — or at least a truly effective force for liberation. Is political success perhaps, as Gorgik himself seems to feel, a matter of learning how to organize the mirrors around the hall?