Hui... Band 7 hält noch einiges an tollen Momenten bereit - und ich bin noch nichtmal durch (und traue mich nicht, weiterzulesen).
Hier eine kleine Auswahl:
Kapitel 3, S. 490:
Roland und Mrs. Tassenbaum im Park in New York:
"He reached the iron gate through which he could pass to the sidewalk, then turned to her once more. He spoke in a soft singsong.
'See the TURTLE of enormous girth!
On his shell he holds the earth.
His thought is slow but always kind;
He holds us all within his mind.
On his back all vows are made;
He sees the truth but mayn't aid.
He loves the land and loves the sea,
And even loves a child like me.'
Then he left her, moving swiftly and cleanly, not looking back. She sat on the bench and watched him wait with the others clustered on the corner for the WALK light, then cross with them, the leather bag slung over his shoulder bouncing lightly against his hip. She watched him mount the steps of 2 Hammarskjöld Plaza and disappear inside. Then she leaned back, closed her eyes, and listened to the voices sing. At some point she realized that at least two of the words they were singing were the ones that made her name."
- eine der, wie ich finde, am besten visualisierbarsten Szenen im Buch mit extrem starker Metaphorik, insbesondere im Kontext der vorherigen Ereignisse. Sehr schön.
Auch eine grausam-schöne Szene, ebenfalls Kapitel 3, S. 534:
Roland und Susannah treffen sich wieder:
"Part of her would turn him away, not to end his quest or break his spirit (only death will do those things), but to take such light as remains out of his eyes and punish him for his relentless, unmeaning cruelty."
Nur zu verständlich.
Kapitel 4, S. 698:
Susannah und Roland finden den grausam zugerichteten Patrick Danville. Susannah muss an Fotos von Ausschwitz-Gefangenen denken, die sie gesehen hat, diese unglaublich ausgemergelten Menschen, die unendlich viel Leid ertragen mussten.
"(...)and their terrible bright eyes, so full of awareness. We wish we did not know what we have become, those eyes said, but unfortunately we do."
Definitiv ein Unterkapitel, das mir kalte Schauer über den Rücken jagte, nicht, weil es gruselig gewesen wäre, sondern weil einem wiedermal bewusst wurde, was Menschen (und zwar "echte" Menschen, nicht nur Shapeshifter wie Dandeloo) anderen Menschen immer wieder gerne antun.
Und, zu guter Letzt, eine Szene die ich gerade gelesen habe. Kapitel 5, S. 747:
Detta will durch die Tür gehen, allein, da Patrick nicht mit wollte. Susannah übernimmt auf Rolands Bitten hin wieder und weist sie darauf hin, dass sie Oy vergessen hat, zu fragen, ob er mitkommen möchte. Dass vielleicht Jake und Eddie in irgendeiner Form hinter der Tür warten. Oy scheint zunächst vergessen zu haben, wer (J)Ake ist. Bis dahin schon eine mächtige Szenerie. Und dann erinnert sich Oy, bleibt aber dennoch bei Roland:
"'Olan,' said Oy, and the finality in his strange little voice rolled a stone against her heart. She turned bitterly to the old man with the big iron on his hip.
'There,' she said. 'You have your own glammer, don't you? Always did. You drew Eddie on to one death, and Jake to a pair of em. Now Patrick and even the bumbler. Are you happy?'
'No,' said he, and she saw, he truly was not. She believed she had never seen such sadness and such loneliness on a human face. 'Never was I farther from happy, Susannah of New York. Will you change your mind and stay? Will thee come the last little while with me? That would make me happy.'"
Oh oh, schon wieder ein Abschied, schon wieder ein extremer Kloß im Hals.