When Nicholas van Rijn and Joyce Davisson ascend the "monstrous" Kusulongo the Mountain to confront the Ancients of t'Kela:
"The wind went shrieking through the empty dark sky, around the crags, to buffet [Joyce] like fists and snap the banner which Uulobu carried on a lance as he rode ahead." (p. 102)
The wind confirms that the situation is threatening. Joyce says something that she regards as "moronic" because she is:
"...driven to say anything that might drown out the wind." (ibid.)
After some conversation:
"They jogged on in silence, except for the wind." (p. 103)
Emphasizing the silence during a pause in the dialogue is one of the Andersonian roles of the wind.
On top of the mountain, streets in Kusulongo the City are:
"...full of wind and the noise of hammering from the metalsmiths' quarters." (p. 105)
Later, when:
"Silence stretched." (p. 111)
- during negotiations, there was also:
"...the boom of wind beyond the doorway." (ibid.)
Whatever else happens, that wind never lets up.
(And it is howling outside here right now.)
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
I hope those howling winds in Lancaster doesn't bode evil to the UK.
Ad astra! Sean
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