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Stormbringer

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Eternal Champion: Elric #6

Michael Moorcock

4 of 5 Stars

 

I hadn’t remembered that this book was about the End of the World, not just Elric’s end. So it was definitely a different tone for me than the previous books.

Blast those Pan Tang’ians 🙂 Always causing trouble…

The Weird of the White Wolf

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Eternal Champion: Elric #3

Michael Moorcock

4 of 5 stars

 

Another fantastically melancholic set of stories.

And Elric gets another depressing soubriquet as he ends up killing his cousin love, abandoning one woman and leading on and abandoning another.

We meet Moonglum and another encounter with Arioch.

What an awesome world Moorcock has created. A world on the crux of ruin between Law & Chaos, in flux between massive powers of humanity.

The Elric Saga intrigued and drew me on as a teenager and now as a 30+ man, it still keeps my interest.

The Sailor on the Seas of Fate

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Eternal Champion: Elric #2

Michael Moorcock

4 of 5 stars

 

I completely, thoroughly enjoyed this novel.
3 connected stories that deal with murder, spirits and magic. Nobody is safe from Elric and Stormbringer, nobody.

We get to see the first real hints of how Stormbringer might not be just a sword and how Elric is becoming reliant on it.

On the down side, we get some extremely slimmed down existential philosophy, but thankfully nothing like on the scale of Steven Erikson.

The blend of pathos, eros and good old horror are perfectly balanced with the heroic element of good vs evil.

Elric of Melniboné

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Eternal Champion: Elric #1

Michael Moorcock

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

 

Dark, melancholic, but just enough hope to keep things from spiraling into hopeless horror.

Man, I ate this stuff up when I was a teen and young 20 something, reveling in hopeless despair.

Reading it now, it is just good writing. Very lyrical, sparse yet telling a wonderfully tragic tale. Sometimes sad can be ok.