Throughout The Buried Giant, the characters speak of a mist that descends upon them and robs them of both their short-term and long-term memories and they discuss what the cause of the mist might be, why it occurs, and how it can be stopped. This mist symbolizes the collective forgetting that results from rewriting history. The mist is actually created by the breath of a dragon, Querig, who had been put under a spell by Merlin on orders from King Arthur after he broke a treaty with the Saxons that forbade his armies to raid Saxon villages and murder women and children. In essence, King Arthur rewrote history even as it was happening in order to ensure that his future reputation would remain immaculate. Mist obscures one’s view of something—it can be thick and impossible to see through, but it doesn’t entirely erase what one can’t see. In this sense, the mist represents exactly what rewriting history does: it obscures the truth, but it doesn’t change it. Because the past was hard to see, both Britons and Saxons stopped looking and forgot all about it. No one questioned when Sir Gawain spoke of the wisdom and judiciousness of King Arthur. However, in the end, the mist rises after Querig is slain and people gradually begin to remember the past. When history exists as firsthand memories in the minds of much of the population, it can no longer be altered or rewritten. So, with the disappearance of the mist, the rewriting of history ends, and the truth being obscuring from view is revealed.
The Mist Quotes in The Buried Giant
“It was just a thought. That perhaps God is angry about something we’ve done. Or maybe he’s not angry, but ashamed.”
“A curious thought, princess. But if it’s as you say, why doesn’t he punish us? Why make us forget like fools even things that happened the hour before?”
“Perhaps God’s so deeply ashamed of us, of something we did, that he’s wishing himself to forget. And as the stranger told Ivor, when God won’t remember, it’s no wonder we’re unable to do so.”
“Yet are you so certain, good mistress, you wish to be free of this mist? Is it not better some things remain hidden from our minds?”
“It may be so for some, father, but not for us. Axl and I wish to have again the happy moments we shared together. To be robbed of them is as if a thief came in the night and took what’s most precious from us.”
“Yet the mist covers all memories, the bad as well as the good. Isn’t that so, mistress?”
“We’ll have the bad ones come back too, even if they make us weep or shake with anger. For isn’t it the life we’ve shared?”
“Axl, tell me. If the she-dragon’s really slain, and the mist starts to clear, Axl, do you ever fear what will then be revealed to us?”
“Didn’t you say it yourself, princess? Our life together’s like a tale with a happy end, no matter what turns it took on the way.”
“I said so before, Axl. Yet now it may even be we’ll slay Querig with our own hands, there’s a part of me fears the mist’s fading.”
“Should Querig really die and the mist begin to clear. Should memories return, and among them of times I disappointed you. Or yet of dark deeds I may once have done to make you look at me and see no longer the man you do now. Promise me this at least. Promise, princess, you’ll not forget what you feel in your heart for me at this moment. For what good’s a memory’s returning from the mist if it’s only to push away another? Will you promise me, princess? Promise to keep what you feel for me this moment always in your heart, no matter what you see once the mist’s gone.”