For this reason, the other gods no longer trust him with the Chaos Stick, the instrument of chance to nudge events toward a certain probability.
Over the years, he has watched as men have squandered second chances and made a mockery/waste of the gift that is life. The basic premise of the story is that the deity known as Chance has become hardened toward mankind.
Because I start to develop a Community's Jeff Winger like aversion to the feeling that someone's trying to teach me something-and I never learn anything! This didn't turn out to be as didactic as The Alchemist because it's more focused on the storytelling than on the lesson, but just waiting for that other moral-of-the-story shoe to fall was mentally exhausting. Ever since Paulo Coelho's New Agey-craptastic The Alchemist, me + fables = nervous twitch. What a lukewarm cup of "meh." After all of the stellar reviews, I just knew this was going to be ah-may-zing, but, alas, it's basically a fable.
0 kommentar(er)
