Minor spoilers ahead.
'Pharos' is a first Horus Heresy novel from the uber talented sci-fi author Guy Haley. And guess what — HE OUTDONE HIMSELF with it.
This novel is definitely one of the best HH novels to date. Especially count that knowing, that I hate Imperium Secundus stuff and think that it's Arc should have ended a long time ago.
But let's get back to the amazing HH book # 33.
The best depiction of this masterpiece (and yes that is actually what 'Pharos' truly is) was made by the author himself in his afterword.
Pharos gives us a 'nightfall', the end of an era, collapse of the post crusade Imperium, the dying of the Emperor's dream, the return of Old Night and rails running for the next HH arc 'The Gauntlet'.
In plain metaphorical praise — all the book is rounding up around the snuffing of the light: directly and metaphorically. HH book #33 - that's snuffing the light of the Pharos beacon on Sotha and putting out the last bright embers of Imperium. Imperium that was before. Truly, even darker arc of Horus Heresy will start now.
All the characters from the previous arcs of Imperium Secundus are here. Primarchs and 'usual' legioners. Same as very interesting and ultradimensional characters of Guy Haley other HH shorts: Lucretius Corvo (from his previous commemoration and actions at Astagar) and lovely brotherly couple from the 'A Safe and Shadowed Place' short — Kellendvar and Kellenkir.
'Knowledge tyrannised him, and it would not let him sleep.' - that's how i was feeling moving through the pages.
Writing the main storyline, Guy Haley has written an epic story about the 'small' stuff. For example, he has shown in examplary fashion the life and death of an imperial fringe world, using Sotha. With it's architecture, infrastructure and people. Also he has gone a great length to describe the strife and fear of young scouts and all their 'road' to being full Astartes. Just check the quote:
«He was still amazed at the power he had been granted. Not very long ago he had had the spare muscles of any youth, but now his arms were thick and powerful. For the last two years synthetic biochemicals had driven his metabolism into overdrive. Supplementary organs moderated every aspect of his physiology. When their work was finished, they would bring perfection to the randomly created, misfiring systems of nature. What had taken millions of years to evolve into a clumsy, unfinished state, the Emperor had perfected in mere decades….»
Actually it also gives us one of the best depictions of how a simple human beings (soldier) sees SM in Horus Heresy times:
«Mericus had never been so terrified in his life. He had never felt completely at ease around the transhuman warriors of Ultramar. Nobody did. But to face a Space Marine coming at him in anger was an entirely different experience to awkwardly sharing a drink with one. He had become used to how big they were. Too used to it. The warrior coming at him was too huge to be called a man. His was the human form pushed to the limits of recognisability. The armour made him into something that, in earlier eras, would have had him classified as an armoured vehicle... The whole effect was one of massive, almost ridiculous overscaling.
This was a man distorted beyond the capacity of a normal mind to absorb. He was more than an ogre. More than the wildest story. There was simply too much of the «Space Marine to appear real. Everything about him was intended to inflict maximum damage to beings and machines far greater than a mere man. He was heavy, strong, fearless, unbelievably fast and utterly deadly….And he was coming for Mericus'».
Also, one of the best part of the book was the 'Probity' run. It was dreary. But as it's own, best kind. It was a great example of ambush and counter-ambush warfare in different conditions.
«…If this is a deliberate act, whoever set us this little dilemma is clever. They chose this spot, where we are spread thinnest. Theoretical – if we escort this wreck all the way, we will be leaving a big hole in the patrol net. They might be waiting for us to do exactly that, to follow us all the way home themselves»…
Reading that, I did remember that Guy Haley wrote an amazing 'Death of Integrity' with it's claustrophobic corridor war.
But the greatest achievement of Guy Haley as an author in it, is that he was able to show Space Marines Legiones from different point of views, and write down a great list of characters (new to us and previously used by the different authors).
In general, all the Ultramarines are shown as they always were: methodical thinkers and examplary fighters. Best of Ultramarines quote « I do not know whether to censure you or commend you». On the other hand — Night Lords have a cool opinion about the 'Ultrasmurfs' too: «Attention, my mighty Forty-Fifth. The bookkeepers of Macragge approach».
Their Primarch as well as NL father, totally insane Curze are depicted really well, with the essence of their souls right on the pages. But, from the Primarch side, 33rd novel gives us the best Sanguinius depiction to date in all the HH novels.
Proud, fearful, free and bound at the same time. His character is a true vision of predeterminism. Even if, as a true son of his father, he will never totally surrender to it. Even his quotes are beautiful:
«Please. I do not believe Father intended to sacrifice our entire species on the altar of His own apotheosis, I stand by His dreams still. But all this? Daemons? Gods? The things that He told us were not real are real. He must have known! If He had warned us, if He had told the truth, we could have armed ourselves against it. His lack of trust in us was His undoing.»
The dialog with Curze gives us even more insight into the psyche of a 'winged miracle':
«Did Horus seek out the darkness, or did it find him? You knew our brother – he was proud, and ambitious, but he was noble, and in many respects the best of us. If he was tempted in ignorance, then how could he have protected himself? There is more to this than Horus’ lust for power.»
But as with every character in any book — some feels alive, others had lesser screening time overall. Doesn't help that the novel itself tries too hard to make events flowing. Trying to unravel the mystery of the Pharos beacon; to make a rally point and future road for the VIII legion; to give heroes great cameos and indulge reader with great character of our old heroes and monsters. And of course tis a tale of insurmountable madness, darkness of the drearest kind and true evil (one way or another).
Which leads us to one of the novel biggest issues. Being awesome foray into the HH stuff the novel reverberate with the fact, that author was a little afraid of making a mistake and actually writing the novel in the setting with the Horus Heresy pedigree. As he said himself — due to 'fear of messing it up'. Plus even if he tried (as he mentioned in the afterword himself) — he wasn't very successful in making sons of Curze not a bloody fiends and moustache villains. At some points they always go beyond the edge with their abilities and characters.
But sometimes you do feel sorry for this maniacally bloody monsters, especially some greatly made characters like Painted Count or Headsman or warrior of 'dreadful epithets' Kellenkir.
«Gendor Skraivok... admired the stoicism of his warriors while it still lasted. He understood their poor humour. They had been promised freedom from a lying Emperor, and instead found themselves prisoners of their own ambitions, locked into ceramite cells aboard a dormant installation at the back end of nowhere.». Or - «His was not a happy company», or «You are a warrior worthy of the most dreadful epithets, Kellenkir, and my hatred of you is outweighed twice over by my appreciation of your talents.» How you wouldn't like this characters.
Even being a little bloody fiends, at the same time Night Lords in 'Pharos' feels really alive and that's would be my other praise for Guy Haley.
As 'philosopher' Skraivok has told himself: «They were monsters. He was a monster. How odd to view oneself so; no man ever sets out to be a monster, and yet here he was. Monstrous.Things cannot be any other way...»
Alas, as with all thing connected to predeterminism. there is always a choice, even a bad one. But that is still a choice, or desicion made by the other in your stead:
«Service without payment is slavery. I am slave of no man, nor ever shall be.»
The true antiheroe(s) of 'Pharos' is not the Night Lords Legion or Krukesh the Pale, Lord of Kyroptera, who leads invasion on Sotha, but brothers — Kellendvar and Kellenkir, the «lovely couple» from the 'A Safe and Shadowed Place' short. They show us in all it's dreary (Haley indeed love this word) horribleness the road by which a man becomes a monster. And author, intrigued with that line, deeply explore it.
«We are machines in the manufactories of war,’ hissed Kellenkir.»
Kellenkir pessimism, defitism and predeterminism are what driving him like the Legion's father Curze into the jaw of madness and to the total damnation:
«You speak of death as if it is a god… Oh, little brother, the Imperial Truth contained so many lies. There are gods. Look into the storm, and you will see their faces».
In the end, even his optimistic (ever dreamful) brother came up by conclusion that:
«Kellendvar had not sent his brother with the others for a very good reason. He would have tarried to kill and maim. Such propensity for bloodshed; for a long time he had thought Kellenkir insane. As he watched Kellenkir dabble his fingers in spilled blood and smear it across the plates of his armour, Kellendvar was beginning to think that was not the case.
He was beginning to fear that his brother was simply evil».
Nobody safe anymore in HH, as miserable fate of 3 (or more) characters will be shown to the reader. George Martin should be proud — he has a talented successor for his work ;)
Another good (that is debatable) point is the ending, mainly the Epilogue. Which sent ripples into the 41st millennium.
As a final thought — I can't recommend this novel high enough, cause it is awesome!
And as the final word about 'Pharos', I will give you the quote with the 'fun' depiction of Legions differences in warfare:
«They are going to make it,’ said Vorsh disbelievingly. They did not... ‘Well, that worked well,’ said Vorsh sarcastically. ‘Never mind, I never much liked Forvian».