Lieblingsbücher
Verfasst: 10.11.2005 21:22
Peter S. Beagle - The last Unicorn
The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea.
The unicorn discovers that she is the last unicorn in the world, and sets off to find the others. She meets Schmendrick the Magician--whose magic seldom works, and never as he intended--when he rescues her from Mommy Fortuna's Midnight Carnival, where only some of the mythical beasts displayed are illusions. They are joined by Molly Grue, who believes in legends despite her experiences with a Robin Hood wannabe and his unmerry men. Ahead wait King Haggard and his Red Bull, who banished unicorns from the land.
This is a book no fantasy reader should miss; Beagle argues brilliantly the need for magic in our lives and the folly of forgetting to dream. --Nona Vero
Synopsis
Recounts the quest of the last unicorn, who leaves the protection of the enchanted forest to search for her own kind, and who is joined by Schmedrick the Magician and Molly Grue in her search.
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Peter S. Beagle - A fine and private Place
Michael and Laura, two recently dearly departed, meet each other's ghosts in the shady setting of a cemetary. Their burgeoning semi-affair is watched over by a hermit who lives in one of the mausoleums, Mr. Rebeck, whose retreat from life these past dozen or so years (with only a foul-mouthed klepto raven for company) is about to be interrupted by a loud and loveable, yet at times abrasive, widow Klapper.
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Peter S. Beagle - Tamsin
Herein we meet Jenny Gluckstein, a precocious 13-year-old New York City girl whose mother up and marries some British guy. Suddenly, Jenny is relocated to a 17th century crumbling farmhouse in the English countryside and part of a new family entirely against her will. She wants none of it, and who can blame her? Also, her cat has been put into a 6 month quarrantine as per British regulations, so she's really not a happy camper.
Oh, and suddenly her house is haunted, and she's seeing a ghost cat, and everything's getting weirder and weirder even as she reconciles herself to life on the farm in this strange new country and to her new stepbrothers and stepfather and starts to have something resembling a home life.
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Peter S. Beagle - The Innkeeper´s Song
"There came three ladies at sundown:
one was brown as bread is brown,
one was black, with a sailor's sway,
and one was pale as the moon by day.
The white one wore an emerald ring,
the brown led a fox on a silver string,
and the black one carried a rosewood cane
with a sword inside, for a saw it plain.
They took my own room, they barred the door,
they sang songs I never had heard before.
My cheese and mutton they did destroy,
and they called for wine, and the stable boy.
And once they quarried and twice they cried-
Their laughter blazed through the countryside,
The ceiling shook and the plaster flew,
and the fox ate my pigeons, all but two.
They rode away with the morning sun,
the white like a queen, the black like a nun,
and the brown one singing with scarlet joy,
and I'll have to get a new stable boy."
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Bernhard Hennen - Drei Nächte in Fasar
In Fasar erzählt der Märchenerzähler Mahmud die Geschichte von Omar und Melikae, einem ungleichen Liebespaar, das vom Schicksal getrennt wird. In den Wirren des Khomkrieges zwischen dem Kalifat und Al'Anfa versuchen sie zu überleben und sich wiederzufinden. Erst zum Schluss stellt sich heraus, dass die Geschichte voller Abenteuer und schicksalhafter Wendungen noch gar nicht zu Ende ist und der Märchenerzähler selbst eine mysteriöse Rolle in ihr spielt.
Auf über 900 Seiten breitet Hennen eine überaus faszinierende Geschichte aus, die nicht mit exotischen Einfällen, Überraschungen und Momenten voll orientalischer Leidenschaftlichkeit geizt. Die Geschichte Omars, des ehemaligen Haussklaven, der zum Krieger des Kalifen aufsteigt, und der Tänzerin Melikae, die in die Fänge eines Schwarzmagiers gerät, hat das Flair der Abenteuergeschichten aus 1001 Nacht. Bei der Darstellung seiner vom Schicksal gebeutelten oder begünstigten Protagonisten vollbringt Hennen Meisterleistungen. Die Charakterzeichnung verzichtet glücklicherweise auch auf die Gut-Böse-Typisierung, die in DSA-Publikationen sehr häufig ist. Des Autors Liebe zu Details, die er sehr eindrücklich und atmosphärisch beschreibt, fördert den Lesespaß ungemein. So begeistern zum Beispiel die Darstellung des Zusammenpralls der unterschiedlichen Kulturen und Religionen im Khomkrieg oder die Streitigkeiten und Ehrenhändel unter den verschiedenen rastullahgläubigen Stämmen und Sekten.
The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea.
The unicorn discovers that she is the last unicorn in the world, and sets off to find the others. She meets Schmendrick the Magician--whose magic seldom works, and never as he intended--when he rescues her from Mommy Fortuna's Midnight Carnival, where only some of the mythical beasts displayed are illusions. They are joined by Molly Grue, who believes in legends despite her experiences with a Robin Hood wannabe and his unmerry men. Ahead wait King Haggard and his Red Bull, who banished unicorns from the land.
This is a book no fantasy reader should miss; Beagle argues brilliantly the need for magic in our lives and the folly of forgetting to dream. --Nona Vero
Synopsis
Recounts the quest of the last unicorn, who leaves the protection of the enchanted forest to search for her own kind, and who is joined by Schmedrick the Magician and Molly Grue in her search.
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Peter S. Beagle - A fine and private Place
Michael and Laura, two recently dearly departed, meet each other's ghosts in the shady setting of a cemetary. Their burgeoning semi-affair is watched over by a hermit who lives in one of the mausoleums, Mr. Rebeck, whose retreat from life these past dozen or so years (with only a foul-mouthed klepto raven for company) is about to be interrupted by a loud and loveable, yet at times abrasive, widow Klapper.
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Peter S. Beagle - Tamsin
Herein we meet Jenny Gluckstein, a precocious 13-year-old New York City girl whose mother up and marries some British guy. Suddenly, Jenny is relocated to a 17th century crumbling farmhouse in the English countryside and part of a new family entirely against her will. She wants none of it, and who can blame her? Also, her cat has been put into a 6 month quarrantine as per British regulations, so she's really not a happy camper.
Oh, and suddenly her house is haunted, and she's seeing a ghost cat, and everything's getting weirder and weirder even as she reconciles herself to life on the farm in this strange new country and to her new stepbrothers and stepfather and starts to have something resembling a home life.
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Peter S. Beagle - The Innkeeper´s Song
"There came three ladies at sundown:
one was brown as bread is brown,
one was black, with a sailor's sway,
and one was pale as the moon by day.
The white one wore an emerald ring,
the brown led a fox on a silver string,
and the black one carried a rosewood cane
with a sword inside, for a saw it plain.
They took my own room, they barred the door,
they sang songs I never had heard before.
My cheese and mutton they did destroy,
and they called for wine, and the stable boy.
And once they quarried and twice they cried-
Their laughter blazed through the countryside,
The ceiling shook and the plaster flew,
and the fox ate my pigeons, all but two.
They rode away with the morning sun,
the white like a queen, the black like a nun,
and the brown one singing with scarlet joy,
and I'll have to get a new stable boy."
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Bernhard Hennen - Drei Nächte in Fasar
In Fasar erzählt der Märchenerzähler Mahmud die Geschichte von Omar und Melikae, einem ungleichen Liebespaar, das vom Schicksal getrennt wird. In den Wirren des Khomkrieges zwischen dem Kalifat und Al'Anfa versuchen sie zu überleben und sich wiederzufinden. Erst zum Schluss stellt sich heraus, dass die Geschichte voller Abenteuer und schicksalhafter Wendungen noch gar nicht zu Ende ist und der Märchenerzähler selbst eine mysteriöse Rolle in ihr spielt.
Auf über 900 Seiten breitet Hennen eine überaus faszinierende Geschichte aus, die nicht mit exotischen Einfällen, Überraschungen und Momenten voll orientalischer Leidenschaftlichkeit geizt. Die Geschichte Omars, des ehemaligen Haussklaven, der zum Krieger des Kalifen aufsteigt, und der Tänzerin Melikae, die in die Fänge eines Schwarzmagiers gerät, hat das Flair der Abenteuergeschichten aus 1001 Nacht. Bei der Darstellung seiner vom Schicksal gebeutelten oder begünstigten Protagonisten vollbringt Hennen Meisterleistungen. Die Charakterzeichnung verzichtet glücklicherweise auch auf die Gut-Böse-Typisierung, die in DSA-Publikationen sehr häufig ist. Des Autors Liebe zu Details, die er sehr eindrücklich und atmosphärisch beschreibt, fördert den Lesespaß ungemein. So begeistern zum Beispiel die Darstellung des Zusammenpralls der unterschiedlichen Kulturen und Religionen im Khomkrieg oder die Streitigkeiten und Ehrenhändel unter den verschiedenen rastullahgläubigen Stämmen und Sekten.
