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A mysterious woman awakens in the heart of a dormant volcano. She comes forth into a brutal ancient world transformed by genocidal pestilence, fierce beauty, and cultural devastation. She has no memory of herself, and she could be anyone--mortal woman, demoness lover, last living heir to a long-gone race, or a goddess of destruction. Compelled by the terrifying Karrakaz to search for the mysterious Jade that is the answer to her secret self, she embarks on a journey of timeless wonder. Rediscover this realm of brilliant cruel beauty and seductive immortal ruins, of savage war and grand conquest, of falling stars and silver gods. This 40th anniversary edition of legendary fantastist Tanith Lee's debut novel includes its original introduction by Marion Zimmer Bradley.… (meer)
Fantasy is an extremely difficult genre to write. In a fantastic world you have to give your reader familiar points of reference. Tanith Lee eschews this approach. Her heroine is born, full grown Athena-like in a volcano and walks out with the powers of a God. Neither she nor the reader know who she is, and the reader is given no reason to care. All the characters are one dimensional, the writing is pretty bad. I understand this was the author's first novel, so maybe things improved later. ( )
I picked this up not long after reading a very positive review in _Analog_ (so ... possibly by P. Schuyler Miller ...?), and was pretty entranced by it. It was Lee's first, if I recall. The only thing I really remember about it was that the main character wore a mask, and that while it seemed to be fantasy at the beginning it turned into actual science fiction by the end. ( )
An amazing first full length novel. Beautifully written in that poetic verbose prose I love so much, with world building that hints at complexity without getting bogged in details. A strong heroine, flawed and seeking. 4 stars because to my internet addled brain, it was too long. ( )
To wake, and not to know where, or who you are, not even to know what you are -- whether a thing with legs and arms, or a beast, or a brain in the hull of a great fish-that is a strange awakening. But after a while, uncurling in the darkness, I began to discover myself, and I was a woman.
Wakker worden, en niet weten waar of wie je bent, zelfs niet te weten wie je bent - of je een ding met benen en armen, of een brein in een omhulsel van een grote vis - dat is vreemd ontwaken. Maar na een tijd ontrolde ik mijzelf in het duister en begon mezelf te ontdekken, en ik was een vrouw.
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"I have used my life," he said, "and I shall not stop now. I am not a wanderer. I know my road." He sat down in the chair I had refused, and looked at me. His face was quite blank, completely closed, his eyes a steady bar of darkness that seemed to have no break. "Even you, my sister, see your life as a succession of units, a river, in which the men and women you meet are like islands. But you're wrong. Your vision is confined in the narrowness you have made. We are the sum of our achievements, nothing more and nothing less. The mountain road which led us here was built by a dead people none of us would remember otherwise. What we create is the only part of us which can survive, or has the right to. Man is nothing, except to other men."
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A hot breeze burned on my naked face, lifted strands of my hair. I am alone. No one stands beside me, I have no Dark Prince to ride in my chariot, to walk with me, to hold me to him. I have no one. And yet. I have myself at last, I have myself. And to me, at this time, it seems enough. It seems more, much more, than enough.
Een hete bries streek langs mijn naakte gezicht, tilde wat lokken haar op. Ik ben alleen. Niemand staat naast me. Ik heb geen Zwarte Prins die in mijn strijdwagen rijdt, die naast me voortloopt, die me tegen zich aandrukt. Ik heb niemand. En toch. Eindelijk heb ik dan mijzelf. En op dit ogenblik lijkt me dat genoeg. Het lijkt me veel, veel meer dan genoeg.
A mysterious woman awakens in the heart of a dormant volcano. She comes forth into a brutal ancient world transformed by genocidal pestilence, fierce beauty, and cultural devastation. She has no memory of herself, and she could be anyone--mortal woman, demoness lover, last living heir to a long-gone race, or a goddess of destruction. Compelled by the terrifying Karrakaz to search for the mysterious Jade that is the answer to her secret self, she embarks on a journey of timeless wonder. Rediscover this realm of brilliant cruel beauty and seductive immortal ruins, of savage war and grand conquest, of falling stars and silver gods. This 40th anniversary edition of legendary fantastist Tanith Lee's debut novel includes its original introduction by Marion Zimmer Bradley.
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I love the entire series. Absolutely wonderful... ad are every book I have read from this author. These stories are enthralling, magical dreams! (