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I consider fantasy the heir of mythology, addressing a real human need to seek out answers to life’s many mysteries. It is a genre that can tell an entertaining and enthralling story on the surface, and yet deliver a potent message underneath, where everything becomes a symbol of something greater.
Dean F. Wilson
As the darkness deepened, the sky was streaked with veins of red, the last low beats of a dying sun. Against this scarlet canopy the hulk of the Rust Road's twin peaks stood tall, mountains of metal, unnaturally jagged. Their sharp pinnacles pierced the sky, and Jacob could not help but wonder if that explained the blood there.
Dean F. Wilson
They dived into the ocean of shadow and smog, adding to it with the fumes of their own aircraft. The goggles were useless now, but Jacob kept them on, in case there might be some break in the murky pool. It was fitting that the Worldwaker had passed through there, with the shark emblem painted on brightly. In those deep waters it could not be seen. It almost felt like it had lured them in. The dolphins do not hunt the sharks.
Dean F. Wilson
He had no big plan for this. He had not prepared for the day when he would be fighting his own work. He had not plotted against his own plots.
Dean F. Wilson
They began their climb, already weary, and the sun tried to steal whatever strength they had left. It was another god, a forgotten god, who gave a daily reminder, and was forgotten again each night.
Dean F. Wilson
His eyes were like galaxies, and everyone could get lost in them. How many stars flickered there, no one knew, but every time he glanced upon someone, a new star ignited, a new star was caught in the gravity of his stare.
Dean F. Wilson
Dynamite is loyal to the one who lights the fuse.
Dean F. Wilson
Darkness gathered there, smothering out the sunlight. As the fleet headed towards it, it threatened to smother them too.
Dean F. Wilson
There are always periodic opportunities to give up, while every single moment is an opportunity to persevere.
Dean F. Wilson
Stories serve multiple purposes. At a basic level they are great entertainment, which is essential for living a happy and healthy life, but on a deeper level stories help us explore issues that are otherwise difficult to address. On one hand a good book helps us escape our troubles, and on the other hand it can help us face up to those troubles by bringing real issues to the fore, often in a more manageable way, since the problems are experienced vicariously through the eyes of another.
Dean F. Wilson
The thought had crossed my mind, that in order to save this world from Hell, I might have to become the Devil.
Dean F. Wilson
He could feel the Great Iron War coming to an end now, but he no longer had his finger on the button. The curtains of the world were about to close, and the play of life would soon be over. There would be no applause.
Dean F. Wilson
A new age is approaching, and its advent might make us pray to go back to the days of the trenches. Once the Worldwaker goes off, we will never be able to sleep again.
Dean F. Wilson
That youthful enthusiasm for the Resistance was killed off quick in new recruits, if they were not killed off first.
Dean F. Wilson
It was as much a battle of wits and words as it was of mitts and swords.
Dean F. Wilson
Sometimes all the players get a bad hand. You just have to be determined enough to see the game through.
Dean F. Wilson
Jacob studied the iron graveyard, where every vehicle was its own gravestone. He drove slowly through, as if he was afraid to wake the dead. That was not it though. The general made it clear that they should fear the living.
Dean F. Wilson
Fear is leaden. Courage is golden. Let go of the weight of the world, and you will fly.
Dean F. Wilson