Pathos for Latros (Son of Witz)

---------------------------------------------------------------------- Message: 1 Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2010 12:34:38 -0400 From: "Son of Witz" <sonofwitz at butcherbaker.org> To: Urth at urth.net Subject: (urth) Pathos for Latros Message-ID: <4a322928e1c85c142f2fbf50f2d26399.squirrel at email.fatcow.com> Content-Type: text/plain;charset=iso-8859-1 [quote] Geese fly overhead, flying by night, calling like new boots across the sky to their fellows. It may be the last sound I hear. Every man hears a last sound. For many it must be the clash of arms. That is a good last sound, but the shouts of geese is a better one. We sink into the earth, down into the lands of the dead. Where I shall drink from Death's river to forget a life I cannot remember. [/quote] This is a paragraph written by a man with remarkable depth of soul. Gene Wolfe may be a great and tricky science-fantasy author, and a lot is made of his head scratching acrobatics, but first and foremost he is human with a profound sense of empathy and an amazing gift for conveying it across the gulf between our souls. I'm grateful to read his work. I think Latro might be my favorite of his narrative voices. So very human. ~Witz ------------------------------

On Fri, March 19, 2010 5:11 pm, David Stockhoff wrote: Just reading that again gave me chills.

[quote] Geese fly overhead, flying by night, calling like new boots across the sky to their fellows. It may be the last sound I hear. Every man hears a last sound. For many it must be the clash of arms. That is a good last sound, but the shouts of geese is a better one. We sink into the earth, down into the lands of the dead. Where I shall drink from Death's river to forget a life I cannot remember. [/quote]