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#Steven Erikson
boooklover · 6 months
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“The lesson of history is that no one learns.”
Steven Erikson, Deadhouse Gates
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the-evil-duckling · 4 months
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A short series of malazan quotes, part 1:
"The flower defies."
Tiste Andii poem, in its entirety.
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literatureaesthetic · 9 months
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current read 📓 finally continuing my malazan journey!!
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autumntavern · 6 months
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Commission series "The Wickans"
Made for Graceless Passion's Youtube Video here.
Crow Clan, Foolish Dog Clan, Weasel Clan and Camp Followers (feat. very tired Duiker!)
Lots of fun working on this, including discussing what Erikson meant by "threaded skin" with Grace.
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fallowhearth · 9 months
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Rereading Malazan Book of the Fallen for probably the fifth time...
"This city was dead long before the sea dried up," Fiddler said, resuming his climb.
Crokus called up after him, "How do you know?"
"Because everything's water-worn, lad. Waves crumbled this sea wall. Century after century of waves. I grew up in a port city, remember. I've seen what water can do. The Emperor had Malaz Bay dredged before the Imperial piers were built-revealed old sea walls and the like." Reaching the top, he paused to catch his breath. "Showed everyone that Malaz City's older than anybody'd realized."
"And that the sea levels have risen since," Mappo observed.
Fascinating to see how a major plot-point of Witness (the new series) was being casually built up as early as book 2 of MBotF - the melting of the Jaghut ice. And perfect of course, that it is Mappo who brings it up: of the group, he's the only one who would have been in a position to know this.
One thing I truly love about this series is the extent to which the world feels lived in. People have lived in the lands for hundreds of thousands of years, and not as static occupiers, but have endured climate change, environmental collapse, invasions, migrations, cultural movements, and political upheavals. Nobody does longue durée quite like Steven Erickson.
He's also an author who cares about subsistence strategies and the way geography shapes human patterns. The major cities emerge in places where water transport and farmland intersect. Plains nomads have pastoral animals apart from horses, plus working dogs, women play key roles in subsistence, and they have distinct material culture in dress and decoration. (As opposed to certain other authors, cf. Bret Devereaux's Dothraki write up). Environmental changes and human movement force new strategies; pretty much every group in the Malazan world is in some kind of flux or process of change outside of the actual plot, and have diverse responses to these pressures in terms of culture and values.
For all that these books can be very dense, I also appreciate Erikson's loving indulgence toward the reader. Yes, it would be funny if a small spoilt lapdog joined a pack of war dogs: so we will have a series of vignettes describing this in the background of real events. Yes, it is very funny to picture a bunch of capering monkeys mocking the High Priest of Shadow and his broom nonsense, so we will get a series of slapstick set pieces again in the background. Characters like Kruppe and Iskaral Pust get to chew the scenery, etc.
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say-gex · 6 months
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you all should start reading malazan, we've got some great things there like:
nailing children down to crosses
weird relationship that borders on pedophilia
crazy lesbian lady
colorful bug folks
a big angry guy making clocks
descriptions of people pissing their pants
sadness, utter despair, just the most gut-wrenching situations
and last but not least, flying monkeys
if these don't convince you, i don't know what will
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emillysstudio · 7 months
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Custom made leather dust cover for Steven Erikson Gardens of the Moon.
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Picker could not pull her eyes from the man. He sat hunched over, on a chair that had yet to find a table, still clutching in his hands the small rag of tattered cloth on which something had been written. The alchemist had done all he could to return life to what had been a mostly destroyed, desiccated body, and Baruk's talents had been stretched to their limits - there was no doubt of that.
She knew of him, of course. They all did. They all knew, as well, where he had come from.
He spoke not a word. Had not since the resurrection. No physical flaw kept him from finding his voice, Baruk had insisted.
The Imperial Historian had fallen silent. No-one knew why.
(...)
"Sure," Spindle snapped, "a story to break our hearts all over again! What's the value in that?"
A rough, broken voice replied, "There is value."
Everyone fell silent, turned to Duiker.
The Imperial Historian had looked up, was studying them with dark eyes. "Value. Yes. I think, much value. But not yours, soldiers. Not yet. Too soon for you. Too soon."
"Perhaps," Baruk murmured, "perhaps you are right in that. We ask too much-"
"Of them. Yes." The old man looked down once more at the cloth in his hands.
The silence stretched.
Duiker made no move.
Picker began to turn back to her companions - when the man began speaking. "Very well, permit me, if you will, on this night. To break your hearts once more. This is the story of the Chain of Dogs. Of Coltaine of the Crow Clan, newly come Fist to the 7th Army..."
Memories of Ice, by Steven Erikson (Malazan Book of the Fallen #3)
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eminjbrylv · 5 months
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malazanquotes · 10 months
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Civilization after civilization, it is the same. The world falls to tyranny with a whisper. The frightened are ever keen to bow to a perceived necessity, in the belief that necessity forces conformity, and conformity a certain stability. In a world shaped into conformity, dissidents stand out, are easily branded and dealt with. There is no multitude of perspectives, no dialogue. The victim assumes the face of the tyrant, self-righteous and intransigent, and wars breed like vermin. And people die.
Midnight Tides, pg 463
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Fine, I’ll read Malazan.
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hedgehogs-can-fly · 15 days
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Branderson has claimed that in his prime Talenel’Elin was unmatched by any non-shard we’ve met within the Cosmere, which got me wondering: Would he be able to best Erikson’s Dassem Ultor? It’s very much a question I want to ask of Brandon, if ever I get the chance.
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windblownleaf · 26 days
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A man pushed from behind by many hands will go in but one direction, no matter what he wills.
Steven Erikson, Forge of Darkness (The Kharkanas Trilogy #1)
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fallowhearth · 7 months
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The High King's flat, grey eyes fixed on Quick Ben. 'You, wizard, are a hoarder of souls... I am a man who releases souls - shall I break the chains within you? An easy thing, to leave you helpless.'
'Even easier,' Quick Ben replied, 'to make a hole in the ground.'
Kallor dropped from sight, the earth gone from beneath him. Armour clattered, followed by a bellow of rage.
Memories of Ice - Steven Erickson - 2001
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seniorinternaut · 2 years
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fantasy art by Tommy Arnold
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histogamer · 10 months
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Book Cover of the First Edition of Gardens of the Moon by Steven Erickson, Book One of Malazan: Book of the Fallen franchise (Courtesy of Comic Art Fans)
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