1. Browsing the Redwall tag launches me fifteen years into the past. It’s like visiting home after a long time away, or hearing from a dear friend after too long.
There was always something very homey about those books. You knew the characters easily (every hare being, after all, a hare, and every mouse a mouse), the environments were soft and familiar, and the food—ah! Redwall food holds a special place in the heart of everyone, I think, who read the books as a child.
There was also an easy, comforting format to the stories. They were different enough that I was always eager to devour the next book, but similar enough that I never felt surprised or out-of-place. I know some people complain about the stock structure, but I think there’s a spot for it in this world. One of those places is Redwall Abbey and the woods of Mossflower.
2. Browsing the Redwall tag is hilarious, because it is dozens of posts with photos of birds and rodents, fanart of mice in armor, quotes and poems and recipes from the series…
Interspersed, charmingly, with the occasional photo of an actual red wall.