Posts Tagged ‘Fantasy’

GENRE-EXPERIMENTE: HUGH COOK

“Hugh Cooks »Chronicles of an Age of Darkness« sind ein zehnbändiger Fantasy-Zyklus, der mit literarischem Einfallsreichtum und experimentellen Techniken gegen klassische Genre-Grenzen anrennt und diese weit hinter sich lässt. Neben einer vielfältigen, oft bizarren Welt und der präzise-schwarzhumorigen Wiedergabe menschlicher Realitäten drückt sich die Experimentierfreudigkeit des Autors in einer Vielzahl von Stimmen und Blickwinkeln aus:…

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THE FESTIVAL OF DISSOLUTION

“The Festival of Dissolution is coming to town, and just like in previous years, Franok is still too young to go. He and his friends know very little about the festival, only that it is in a clearing deep in the forest, only adults are allowed visit it, and there is a great tent in…

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THE BREEDING DUST (Podcast)

Narrated by Cheyenne Wright. “Silent, angular houses with white plaster, a sand-suffocated well and a couple of stunted palms huddled together on the low ground, a once bustling city that only the ghostly desert wind inhabited now. The sun gleamed down without mercy, hanging in the sky as a swirling ball that made the air…

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DAS MASKENHANDWERK

  “Es war, als wäre er in einem Alptraum aus Matsch und glitschigen Steinen gefangen, stets mit einem Ziel vor Augen, das er niemals erreichen konnte. In einer Höhle liegt ein Tempel, in einem Hügel liegt eine Höhle, in einer weglosen Wildnis liegt ein Hügel … war es zu sehr eine Legende, um wahr zu…

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THOKMAY

“The mountain path led them around a formation of jagged rocks, icicles hanging down in frozen candelabra. The monastery had gotten out of sight again, but it couldn’t be far now, not according to the villagers’ description. They had told them that a stranger with two albino yaks had passed through, packsaddles laden with scrolls…

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TOLMUTUUKER (THE DUST BATHYNAUT)

Translated into Estonian by Lee Kärner “Lõhe on maa kaheks jaotanud, kuid kumbki pool ei paku huvi. See, mis inimesi enda juurde kutsub, oma ebamaise sireenihüüdega meelitab, on lõhe ise: ainult tosin meetrit lai, hallide järsakute ja nähtamatu põhjaga. Heida valgusvihk järsakusse, öeldakse, ning see vaid põgeneb tagasi su juurde – hüppa sisse ning valgust…

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THE DESERT OF FORGOTTEN THINGS

“The night was dark and empty in the Desert of Forgotten Things, no moon floating over the ragged hills, not even stars; no bird calls, no crickets, no wind. The traveler’s lantern was a lonely bastion of light against the blackness that towered around him, and his steps made the only sound for miles.” Published…

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FROM WITHIN MIRRORS

“”A being of another … state. A thirster. A greeder. A leecher. A needer. A left-over from the White Table. A being that craves what it doesn’t have anymore, what it remembers vaguely, what it can no longer feel: life.” The mystic rummaged with slender fingers through the satchel she wore around her shoulder, then produced…

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THE FESTIVAL OF DISSOLUTION

“The Festival of Dissolution is coming to town, and just like in previous years, Franok is still too young to go. He and his friends know very little about the festival, only that it is in a clearing deep in the forest, only adults are allowed visit it, and there is a great tent in…

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THE BREEDING DUST

“Silent, angular houses with white plaster, a sand-suffocated well and a couple of stunted palms huddled together on the low ground, a once bustling city that only the ghostly desert wind inhabited now. The sun gleamed down without mercy, hanging in the sky as a swirling ball that made the air flicker, and the small…

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