#the nessus chronicles

[hexjulia]

anyway found a book with an incredible premise.

"'The Book of the New Sun (1980–1983, 1987) is a four-volume science fantasy novel. It chronicles the journey of Severian, a journeyman torturer from the Order of the Seekers for Truth and Penitence who after helping a client kill themselves is exiled in disgrace to journey to the distant city of Thrax where he is to live out his days as their executioner. Severian lives in the ancient city of Nessus in a nation called the Commonwealth, ruled by the Autarch, in the Southern Hemisphere. It is at war with Ascia, its totalitarian northern neighbour.

It is a first-person narrative, ostensibly translated by Wolfe into contemporary English, set in a distant future when the Sun has dimmed and Earth is cooler (a "Dying Earth" story). '"

WHO thinks of making his protagonist a "journeyman torturer"....i love it and I don't think that's something you'd easily publish as a fantasy writer today.

But it gets better.

"Severian, the main character and narrator of the series, can be interpreted as a Christ figure. His life has many parallels to the life of Jesus, and Gene Wolfe, a Catholic, has explained that he deliberately mirrored Jesus in Severian. He compares Severian's profession as a torturer to Jesus's profession as a carpenter in The Castle of the Otter:[4] It has been remarked thousands of times that Christ died under torture. Many of us have read so often that he was a "humble carpenter" that we feel a little surge of nausea on seeing the words yet again. But no one ever seems to notice that the instruments of torture were wood, nails, and a hammer; that the man who built the cross was undoubtedly a carpenter too; that the man who hammered in the nails was as much a carpenter as a soldier, as much a carpenter as a torturer. Very few even have seemed to have noticed that although Christ was a "humble carpenter," the only object we are specifically told he made was not a table or a chair, but a whip."

........ jesus made a whip this one time so it makes sense to make my professional torturer protagonist a Christ figure - a catholic, apparently.

#i NEED to read this

[drawing--dolly]

living is easy with eyes closed misunderstand all you see it’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out it doesn’t matter much to me

let me take you down ‘cause i’m going to strawberry fields nothing is real and nothing to get hung about strawberry fields forever

#my art #original #original character #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles #vent art

[dreamy--dolly]

why yes, i did listen to “saint bernard” by lincoln and am currently projecting it onto:

malcer charon (one of my ocs)

homura akemi

gene forrester

rand al’thor

#angie.txt #the nessus chronicles #malcer charon #homura akemi #puella magi madoka magica #gene forrester #a separate peace #rand al'thor #wheel of time

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

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[missdulcerosea]

the nessus chronicles; prologue

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Once, the garden was beautiful but now it’s another memory.

What colors bloomed once - what majesty! Nearly every hue of the rainbow must have set the flowers aglow. Lush, ripe fruit hung from trees for the picking. And in that far-from-earthly, sun-drenched place came music: Pure, dulcet tones so light in the clear air.

That is all gone.

There’s naught but decay now. Dry, cracked ground is topped with crumbling flowers. The color - the life - has all but drained away, leaving the hollow gray of a grainy photograph. People remember those shining days, alright, but not the way they should be.

In the distance comes the songs of long ago. They’re all so faint, the tinkling of a music box. But anyone would know the words if they heard the tune to accompany them.

Still, some some songs are best left forgotten.

“Ah, God! but art is so long, And Life, alas! is fleeting.” - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust

#writing #writeblr #creative writing #amwriting #original writing #fantasy #excerpt #wip #wips #wip: the nessus chronicles

[dnd5a]

Chronicle Entry – LB271 – 53/04/1202: Interview with Prisoner Dain the Rider

The entry, recorded by High Chronicler Quill, was made in the presence of: Major Wing and Major Six, the latter of whom was conducting this interview.

Major Six: Right. What the hell do you want, rider?

Dain: Is that a way to treat someone who comes with gifts, señor Six?

Major Six: It’s Major Six, and it depends entirely on whether your information is worth our time. Major Wing and I are busy.

Dain: Oh, I assure you that it’s worth your time.

Major Six: Then get on with it.

Dain: You know of my mast- employer?

Major Wing: Asmodeus, right?

Dain: Precisely. Now, I take it that you’re aware his…distaste for your order?

Major Wing: Wait what? Asmodeus hates us?!

Dain: Hate is a strong word. It’s more of a…strong dislike.

Major Six: It’s classified, Wing, just leave it.

Major Wing: …right

Dain: Regardless of that, I have received a message from that several more of your senior officers have been marked for death by my fellows on Nessus.

Major Six and Major Wing exchange concerned glances

Major Wing: Who?

Dain: Well, my friends, the list is long, but I have a few choice picks for you.

                As always, [REDACTED]’s piracy days angered many associates of ours, but I believe both you and him already knew that.

Major Six: We did.

Dain: There are many more, but it’ll cost you.

Major Six looks visibly irritated

Major Six: Or I could simply pry it from your skull.

Dain: I would not advise it, señor.

Major Wing: Honestly, neither would I.

Major Six: …fine. What do you want?

Dain: You shouldn’t need your magic to work that one out. I’ve been cooped up in here for months, and my Scarmiglione misses me.

Major Six: We are not going to release you for information we can simply gather ourselves.

Major Wing: Yeah, that’d be pretty stupid.

Dain: I expected you’d say that. How about this? I can help you for a little while. I’ve got no interest in joining your boy scouts, but I can give you a hand here and there, get you the scoop on who’s next on the kill-list.

Major Six and Major Wing exchange another glance. Six appears intrigued, Wing seems worried.

Major Six: An interesting offer. You would betray your master so freely?

Dain: He has no power over me.

Major Six: Are you quite certain? Betraying Asmodeus never ends well.

Dain: I will deal with that where necessary.

Major Six: In that case, I think that this is quite agreeable. Give us the list.

Dain: Excellent, señor.

Dain clicks his fingers, conjuring a scroll of parchment in his hand with a small burst of burning ash. He passes the scroll across the table. Major Six begins to read, and Major Wing walks behind him, reading over his shoulder.

Both continue to read and look increasingly concerned.

Major Six: This is nearly a fifth of our senior officers. Are you certain this is accurate?

Dain: I work for devils, we don’t lie.

Major Six: You just conceal the truth.

Dain: Exactly, señor.

Dain glances down at the paper, then back up to Major Six. Major Six then casts a spell, revealing more names on the list.

Major Six: This…this is insanity.

Dain: First time I’ve agreed with you, señor. I enjoy a hunt, but this is a massacre.

Major Wing: So, you’re telling us that Asmodeus has a personal hitlist with half the senior officers in the company on it?

Dain: So it would seem.

Major Six: Some of these names on here don’t even make sense. Like [REDACTED]? What has she done to slight Asmodeus?

Dain: I think his aforementioned “strong dislike,” may have evolved somewhat.

Major Wing: Six, didn’t some of your folks recently do something in Dis?

Major Six: Yes, but it was to aid the city.

Dain: Six is right, it doesn’t seem to correlate. He hates Dispater, but he knows how you lot work. I don’t know what’s going on to be honest, which is why I don’t like it.

Major Wing: Did Dain the Rider finally grow a conscience?

Dain: I already had one, señorita. Now, that aside, can I bring my horse back?

Major Six: I suppose you’re free, ye-

Dain immediately begins an incantation.

Major Six: Oh, for gods’ sake, not in here!

[Interrogation Ends]

[rosecorcoranwrites]

Sci-Fi Reading List

All synopses are taken from either our catalog, Novelist.com, or my own fevered imagination.

A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter Miller

In a nightmarish ruined world slowly awakening to the light after sleeping in darkness, the infant rediscoveries of science are secretly nourished by cloistered monks dedicated to the study and preservation of the relics and writings of the blessed Saint Isaac Leibowitz.

1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

An ode to George Orwell's "1984" told in alternating male and female voices relates the stories of Aomame, an assassin for a secret organization who discovers that she has been transported to an alternate reality, and Tengo, a mathematics lecturer and novice writer.

Dune by Frank Herbert

Follows the adventures of Paul Atreides, the son of a betrayed duke given up for dead on a treacherous desert planet and adopted by its fierce, nomadic people, who help him unravel his most unexpected destiny.

The Martian by Andy Weir

Stranded on Mars by a dust storm that compromised his space suit and forced his crew to leave him behind, astronaut Mark Watney struggles to survive in spite of minimal supplies and harsh environmental challenges that test his ingenuity in unique ways.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

Seconds before Earth is demolished to make way for a galactic freeway, Arthur Dent is plucked off the planet by his friend Ford Prefect, a researcher for the revised edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Together, this dynamic pair began a journey through space aided by a galaxyful of fellow travelers.

Slaughterhouse-Five, or, The Children's Crusade : A Duty-Dance with Death by Kurt Vonnegut

Billy Pilgrim, a chaplain's assistant during the Second World War, returns home only to be kidnapped by aliens from the planet Tralfamadore, who teach him that time is an eternal present.

The Time Machine by H.G. Wells

A classic novel of the future follows the Time Traveler as he hurtles one million years into the future and encounters a world populated by two distinct races, the childlike Eloi and the bestial, underground Morlocks.

All You Need is Kill by Hiroshi Sakurazaka

When the alien Mimics invade, Keiji Kiriya is just one of many recruits shoved into a suit of battle armor and forced to die on the battlefield, Keiji Kiriya is astonished to find himself alive the next morning and sent out to die again, a cycle he is forced to repeat unendingly before he learns of the existence of a woman soldier who may enable his escape.

Binti by Nnedi  Okorafor

Binti is the first of the Himba people ever to be offered a place at Oomza University, the finest institution of higher learning in the galaxy. But to accept the offer will mean giving up her place in her family to travel between the stars, not to mention living in a world at war with the menacing Meduse alien race.

The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury

The tranquility of Mars is disrupted by the earthmen who have come to conquer space, colonize the planet, and escape a doomed Earth.

I am Legend by Richard Matheson

A lone human survivor in a world that is overrun by vampires, Robert Neville leads a desperate life in which he must barricade himself in his home every night and hunt down the starving undead by day.

World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks

After the post-war devastation, Brooks interviews survivors of the plague years and records their stories as well as details on what causes zombies, how they spread, what will stop them, and effective strategic warfare methods against them.

The Andromeda Strain by Michael Crichton

A team of scientists struggle to define and contain a deadly extraterrestrial bacteria brought to earth by a satellite that crashed in northeastern Arizona.

Ringworld by Larry Niven

A mysterious fabricated world in the shape of a ring is explored by four disparate travelers: Louis Wu, an old, world-weary Human; Nessus: a cowardly (but insane) Pierson's Puppeteer; Teela Brown, also a Human, but wide-eyed and young; and Speaker-To-Animals, a savage, orange-furred Kzin.

A Princess of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs

Civil War veteran John Carter is unexpectedly transported to Barsoom, the planet we call Mars, and finds with the weaker gravity that he has super-human strength. In combat he finds respect and belonging with the Tharks, an aggressive race of green four-armed nomads. But when the Tharks capture the human-like Dejah Thoris, Carter feels the need to help this beautiful princess of Mars.

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[drawing--dolly]

those limited palette things always looked like fun so i doodled celine in the pallette of her flag ^q^

#my art #original #original character #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse

[drawing--dolly]

#my art #original character #original #torren gainet #the nessus chronicles

[drawing--dolly]

#my art #original #veronna (tnc) #the nessus chronicles

[dreamy--dolly]

really, my dear...

#angie's art #original #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse #fake 90s anime screenshot

[drawing--dolly]

merry christmas from the princess of terra!

#my art #original #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles

[dreamy--dolly]

i look from the wings at the play you are staging while my guitar gently weeps as i’m sitting here, doing nothing but aging still my guitar gently weeps

#angie's art #the nessus chronicles #original #morgan sinclaire

[dreamy--dolly]

day 14: overgrown

“over a hundred years of dreams - over a hundred years of clinging to hopeless, transparent dreams. she wakes up to a world being ripped away to bits by blood and death. she never wanted this. perhaps it was not the fact that she needed to heal, but the fact that she did not want to wake up and see what had happened.

so when veronna throws their arms around her and whispers in a hoarse, crackly voice, ‘it’s okay’, that’s when she begins to weep at the destruction that has overgrown and wrapped her world in its roots.”

#angie's art #original #inktober 2019 #iola (tnc) #the nessus chronicles

[dreamy--dolly]

there’s context behind this joke but because theres too much information involving my wip i will not give it

#angie's art #tinneo (tnc) #the nessus chronicles #original

[dreamy--dolly]

day 7: enchanted

“i suppose it’s just because i love pretty things, is all. there’s so much beauty in magic and the world, and for as long as i live i’ll always see it that way.”

#angie's art #original #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse