#kadaspala

[pansen1802]

gallan, fisher, kadaspala

poet, bard, artist

[puckstein]

Yet aother image I did for this year’s Malazan Wiki Advent Calendar. Scene should be recognizable for anyone who’s read Toll the Hounds.

[dark5light]

I choose to paint death, yes, and you ask why – in horror and revulsion, you ask why? I choose to paint death, my friend, because life is too hard to bear. But it’s just a face, dead paints on dead surface, and it tells nothing of how the neck snapped, or the wrongness of that angle with the body. It is, in truth, a failure. And each time I paint this boy, I fail. I fail when you turn away. I fail when you walk past. I fail when you shout at me about the beautiful things of the world, and why I didn’t paint those? I fail when you cease to care, and when you cease to care, we all fail. I fail, then, in order to welcome you to what we share. This face? This failure? It is recognition.

Kadaspala (Forge of Darkness by Steven Erikson)

[zerein-shadowhaunt]

🎵 𝙰𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒 — 𝙰 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎

[villfaren]

Forge of Darkness: Three men and one truth.

 A poet walks these halls, unseen and unheard, even as he weeps a painter, blind to the world, paints In all the hues of oblivion a historian that tells no story, writes no word, answers in riddle We are a mottled gang of misfits all of us, yet in wisdom we stand wisdom filled to the brim with truth, and truth is pure as sin Should you ask me of the world, I would give you no comfort for truth offers no consolation in this life, and you shall falter But you persist! Knowledge you seek, and come, into its embrace let me give the knowledge of truth, of vanity, failure, of everything there is only one truth and that truth sings a sad, lonely song: we matter not.

[beakofcandles]

Kadaspala spoke with utter honesty . 'Lord, pray we talk these candles down as the only measure of the evening's passage.' Urusander's eyes were narrow and thoughtful. 'I was warned to expect nothing but foul and bitter regard when in your company.' 'Only when I paint, Lord. Only when I paint. Now, if it pleases you, I am interested in hearing your thoughts on my work thus far.' 'My thoughts? I have but one, Kadaspala. I had no idea I was so transparent.' He nearly dropped the goblet. Only the quick intercession of a servant saved him.

Forge of Darkness, Steven Erikson

[beakofcandles]

[Kadaspala] despised the notion of betters. Station and wealth were flimsy props thrown up in front of people as flawed and as mortal as anyone else, and if it was their need to strut and prance behind them, it was proof of internal weakness and nothing else, and what could be more pathetic than that?

Forge of Darkness, Steven Erikson

[elan-morin-tedronai]

Yet it was the breadth of the contradiction that most disturbed him: that on the one hand he could adhere to the belief that every life was of equal value, a value that was immense, while at the same time despising everyone he knew.

Kadaspala; Forge of Darkness