Did you really think that you could leave Phaedra, pilgrim? Don’t know about you, but the unfortunate characters of the Dark Coil, who ended up there surely can’t. Even if their body managed to escape to a different planet, the spirit is another case entirely. And I am not different, I have a twisted connection to this cursed place, weaved into existence by mastery of Peter Fehervari’s writing, and it still holds me in it grasp in some weird way.
When I was reading Fire Caste for the first time, I was ill and had a strong fever, which surely enhanced my experience. But as we know, “nothing is a chance” so sure thing, when Altar of Maws came out, I was fighting another unwanted blessing of Grandfather Nurgle, making my return to Phaedra quite thematic.
But enough about me, what the new short story, the Altar of Maws, bring into Dark Coil? What diabolic miserable swamp of Phaedra left to offer? Quite a lot actually. Mysteries of this cursed place and people who lived here long before the events of the stories are brought up again, offering new pieces of the puzzle. New characters rise up to the corrosive influence of this hopeless shithole, while familiar one think that they figured it out in their arrogance. Genuine bonds are pulling the “heroes” out of danger, mundane and spiritual, while faults, distrust and sins doom them anyway. All the things that we are loving Dark Coil so much for are here.
And speaking of sins. I brought this up discussing Fire Caste, when I mentioned that all characters in this novel are sinners, even t’au. And my highest praise was for making t’au sins different from human ones, specific to them. T’au here sinned against the Greater Good. In this story we continue the exploration of this concept, to my greatest delight.
What else? The language is fantastic as ever, and the scenes weaved with it application continue to surpass my expectation. After Fire Caste I was so confident that nothing could top “her eyes were still beautiful” scene, because I knew for a fact that it was repulsive and horrific enough to force the professional coroner to put the book away for a moment. Now, after reading the scene where the Captain is trying to vomit his soul away together with his tongue I am not so sure. Just wow.
Another aspect of Fahervari’s skill that keep surprising me is his ability to create interesting side characters with a couple of sentences. In this horror story majority of them could as well wear red armor or something, reader is aware from the start that they would be dead in a couple of seconds. Rationally thinking, they don’t need elaborated personality, spending too many words on them would make the short story unreadable. But Peter doesn’t need to spend a lot of words. With his mastery he manages to give them more personality and characterization with a couple of sentences, than some side characters have in a novels where they are presented through the whole book.
And this should be the part where I draw the conclusion that we got another excellent Dark Coil short story. I wish it would, but I had to bring this up instead. I mean, I am an obsessed Dark Coil fan. I myself could rant for hours how unsolved mysteries and loosed ends are part of what makes Fehervari’s writing so enjoyable and great. But this is not a short story. It is a half of normal size story and knowing BL's track record we probably will never see the second part. In this aspect it is worse that the Greater Evil, which sequel I am hopelessly waiting since the moment the story was published. If I think and analyze really hard I can make an argument that some narrative lines in this story are resolved, but it is just empty sophistry – I don’t believe it, I don’t feel that the conflict was truly resolved at all. So, keep this in mind when you venture into this story.
Just a warning for one pilgrim to another.