No-one was yet ready to speak. Widowed Dayliss lifted her gaze and squinted northward, where the lake presumably came to an end. But all was white in that immense distance. Hovering like vague clouds above this whiteness were the higher peaks, the highest of the range, and the sides facing south were bared of snow. The sight of that alone was appalling. Widowed Dayliss turned to the young warleader standing upon her right. Then rises a single figure between the foes, spire of flesh and obdurate will, iron-boned yet shattered of visage. He is no one's champion, yet everyone's god. He is the warrior's red blessing, yet the lover's sweet kiss; he is witness to every corpse, and the maker of children. He is history's gilded prow, rearing fierce through the spume, yet dwells at ease in the space between barrow and menhir. He is heavy footfall and he is feather touch; cold stare and fleeting glance. For him, all is surrendered; for him, all is sacrificed. In his name nations fall; in his name, gods will kneel. If empires burn, blame him not, nor again in the moment the lover turns away. To witness is to begin to see. To see is to begin to know. To know is to recoil. Yet he stands fast, unarmed, the Unwilling God, the Helpless God, the Stayer of All and None. Valard of Tulips did make a curious recount in her Geographa 'ta Mott, however, of the eponymous Teblor Pass, a mere three years later, noting the presence of a bone ridge in a certain line, there at the narrowest section of the trail, while upon the downward slope was found a deeper scatter of other bones. As if, she wrote, 'a thousand men had died fighting a single line of defenders.'

Gripping, fast-moving, delightfully dark, with a masterful and unapologetic brutality reminiscent of George R. R. Martin… Utterly engrossing.” —Elizabeth Haydon, bestselling author of The Symphony of Ages In The God is Not Willing the main characters are the "knifey-mage" Stillwater, Oams, who may or may not be a Claw assassin, the last and arguably the least of the Bridgeburners, Spindle, and the young half-Teblor Silver Lake resident, Rant. He's the bastard son of Karsa Orlong and was conceived during a rape a decade and a half ago. Yet now, if thou wilt forgive their sin; and if not, blot me, I pray thee, out of thy book which thou hast written. Forse esagera rendendoli tutti sopra le righe, ma è una caratteristica che conosciamo e ci aspettiamo, i fanti di marina Malazan sono tutt'altro che persone comuni e a noi piacciono così, senza qualche rotella.Strange, how a man he’d never met could have changed him so. A man, he had been told, who gave his life to redeem the T’lan Imass. The main characters are so many, some of my favorites are the marines( Stillwater, Spindle, Oams, Benger and many others. The pure scope and depth of this world are truly fascinating. His characters are so compelling and loveable. Everything was changing. She studied him for a moment longer, and then said, “Your people could see, then.”

The most powerful constant is stupidity. Nothing else comes close. Stupidity kills all the animals, empties the sky of birds, poisons the rivers, burns the forests, wages the war, feeds the lies, invents the world over and over again in ways only idiots could think real. Stupidity will defeat every god, crush every dream, topple every empire." Another theme you'll certainly notice is the one that you've previously seen in all Malazan novels, compassion. Good and evil are just a matter of perspective. It appears different to everyone because everyone's eyes are skewed a certain way. Showing compassion to someone who opposes you is the true way to bridge that gap. This is emulated in the story coupled with the earlier mentioned themes of the inevitability of change and the loosing of one's innocence resulted in a truly astounding conclusion to the book. An old woman walks a corridor, lighting candles one by one, but the hollow wind steals every flame in her wake.Oams shivered. ‘Aye. The being dead kind.’ He hesitated, and then asked, ‘Sergeant, you ever think about the gods?’ Di facile lettura se paragonato alla saga principale e difficile, molto difficile posarlo sul comodino finché non si è giunti al termine dell'ultima pagina. E se essere morti fosse proprio così? L'anima perduta e cieca a ogni cosa, che lentamente scivola verso l'oblio? E se ciò che ci viene dato in vita fosse tutto ciò che c'è? Nessun giudizio, nessuna azione. Una vita di decisioni che non producono risposte. Nessun registro di conti e, pertanto, nessuna giustizia.[...] Qualche bastardo avrebbe fatto meglio ad aspettare dall'altra parte. Iskar Jarak, posa i tuoi occhi gelidi e privi di vita su ogni anima in arrivo. Ignora le lusinghe, l'autocommiserazione, i pianti e le pretese di non aver saputo fare di meglio. Sappiamo fare di meglio. Lo abbiamo sempre saputo." The God is not Willing by Steven EriksonI feel the need to mention early on in my review that Karsa Orlong does not feature in The God is Not Willing. Now referred to as The Shattered God, Karsa resides in a dwelling outside Darujhistan, being generally morose and miserable and refusing the affections of those who revere him. Although Karsa doesn’t feature, his actions and legacy can be felt throughout, especially witnessed from the views of the Teblor contingent of the Dramatis Personae which includes two of Karsa’s daughters, Delum’s son, and Bairoth’s widow and her daughter. Even the Malazan marines are aware of the events that occurred at Silver Lake many years before and about Karsa’s ascendancy.

Malazan-wiki is a necessary external reference. You'd need to be a savant to recall so many characters and geographies as they span the epic. The cast of characters is the most expansive of any mythology ever recorded. He had been thinking about the soldier’s lust, that cold light in the eyes, thinking about the trouble soldiers slid into when they finally buried the sword. And it had been the man now awaiting him at the edge of the cemetery that brought on those thoughts. The man too long in the ranks, but with nowhere else to go.The fact that it's taken me more than 4 months to finish this, the shortest and, I'd argue, most straightforward, most accessible Malzan novel to date, should tell you all you need to know about The God is Not Willing. Strong's 3956: All, the whole, every kind of. Including all the forms of declension; apparently a primary word; all, any, every, the whole. just in our civilization, but in all civilizations. These things evolve and as they evolve, they become more lethal.” Similarly, those going up against the Malazans are no less thoughtfully written and fleshed out, providing a stark counterpoint to the civilised compassion of the Malazans with what is, essentially, a no less valuable exploration of human uncivilization.