Aye, Master. Only, how do we know where that dhenrabi might take us?”
“Oh, we know that, most certainly. Why, the dhenrabi breeding beds, of course.” “Oh.
Emancipor stood in front of the small bush,listening to the birds chirp to greet the morning whilst he emptied his bladder.
“Look wel on that yelow, murky stream, Mister Reese—”
The manservant started at the voice beside him. “Master! You, uh, surprised me.”
“Thus reducing you to a trickle.
Curious,” Bauchelain said. “What is it you wish us to do for you?”
“Usurp the king,” Imid Factalo said.
“Usurp, as in depose.”
“Right.”
“Depose, as in remove.”
“Yes.”
“Remove, as in kill.
You’re loitering, citizen.”
“Actually, I was hesitating.
The Lady takes most mortals unto her bosom by maladies of the colon.”
“Death by constipation?
It wasn't too much, to take a frail figure into one's arms for those last moments of life. Better than a cot, or even a bed in a room filled with loved ones. Better, too, than an empty street in the cold rain. To die in someone's arms - could there be anything more forgiving?
Every savage barbarian in the world knew the truth of this.
A book of prophesy opens the doors.
You need a second book to close it.
Tanno Spiritwalker Kimloc
Mots clés malazan-book-of-the-fallen
(...) niegdyś wierzył nawet w to, że nad całym bytem panuje wszechmocna, dobroczynna istota. A świerszcze grają po to, by pomóc nam zasnąć. Nie sposób odgadnąć, jakie jeszcze głupoty mogły się zakraść do jego młodej, naiwnej głowy przed tymi wszystkimi tysiącleciami.
Steven EriksonShow me a mortal who is not pursued, and I’ll show you a corpse. Every hunter is hunted, every mind that knows itself has stalkers. We drive and are driven. The unknown pursues the ignorant, the truth assails every scholar wise enough to know his ignorance, for that is the meaning of unknowable truths.
Steven EriksonEvil is nothing but a word, an objectification where no objectification is necessary. Cast aside this notion of some external agency as the source of inconceivable inhumanity - the sad truth is our possession of an innate proclivity towards indifference, towards deliberate denial of mercy, towards disengaging all that is moral within us.
But if that is too dire , let's call it evil. And paint it with fire and venom.
« ; premier précédent
Page 10 de 17.
suivant dernier » ;
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.