Produktbeschreibung
SOME QUESTIONS ARE BETTER LEFT UNASKED...
There is a void in my chest where I once had a heart, and from this emptiness springs all the suffering in the multiverse. At first, the Pains are like a kiss, hot and breathy and welcome. They reach out with long, cajoling fingers and make my bones hum with delight. I warm to the touch and, though I know what must follow, yearn for more. My flesh tingles and flushes and shudders, and the more my ecstasy builds, the more the void pours forth until bliss rolls half a turn and becomes sweet agony.
Then my body nettles with a blistering itch no ointment can heal, and the greater my woe, the more scalding the anguish that seethes from the empty well inside. I boil in my own sick regret, and I cannot staunch the flow. It billows up in white plumes and blanches my bones with sorrow. I burn with the shame of a thousand evils I cannot recall, and still the well pours forth...
This has to be one of the best TSR books ever released. Personally I count it as the greatest. The weird uncertainty of the Planescape setting is skillfully portrayed, and the human strivings and pains seem never-ending. Precisely so. And, like with all good fantasy, the author sneaks in some commentary on the human condition between swordfights. The book is grim, more mature, and more cerebral than most D&D novels, but Planescape is about belief, after all. To any who note that the plot of a hero with amnesia learning about his past appears similar to that of the PS:Torment game, I'll note that this book was published before the game was even begun. |
