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374 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published October 1, 1980
“And then Artos with his tallfolk words tells me what he’s learned, how we tumble out of darkness into brief light, and because we know there’s so little time, we breathe our moment full of magic. We reach for something we have named beauty, touch each other in a need called love. We plan and hope, endure and dare for these flickering wonders, then go back into darkness not finished, still caring, still asking why or not even given the chance. [...] And the mourning and the loss ball our souls into fists to strike, not at God but at that pregnant silence where we think He hides.”
“And that’s the joke,” says Artos in me. “Some ancient fool saw in a dream the true face of Man and, having no name for such a beauty, called it God.”
— Parke Godwin, “Firelord”