Feared by enemies and friends alike, Elric of Melniboné walks a lonely path among the worlds of the multiverse. The destroyer of his own cruel and ancient race, as well as its final ruler, Elric is the bearer of a destiny as dark and cursed as the vampiric sword he carries the sentient black blade known as Stormbringer. Contains both the novel Stormbringer and associated short stories and other material.… (más)
For J. G. Ballard, whose enthusiasm for Elric gave me the courage to begin this particular book, my first attempt at a full-length novel, and for Jim Cawthorn, whose illustrations based on my ideas in turn gave me insipration for certain scenes in this book, and for Dave Britton, who kept the magazines in which the serial first appeared and who kindly loaned them to me so that I could restore this novel to its original shape and length.
There came a time when there was great movement upon the Earth and above it, when the destiny of Men and Gods was hammered out upon the forge of Fate, when monstrous wars were brewed and mighty deeds were designed.
He was suspicious of pattern, disliking shape, for he did not trust it. To him, life was chaotic, chance-dominated, unpredictable, It was a trick, an illusion of the mind, to be able to see a pattern to it.
"In these tragic times," he said, "there's little room for love-play and kind words. Love must be deep and strong, manifesting itself in our actions. Seek no courtly words from me, Zarozinia, but remember earlier nights when the only turbulence was our pulse-beats blending."
"If we are the toys of the gods -- are not the gods themselves mere children?"
"Logic! The world cries for logic. I have none, yet here I am, formed as a man with mind, heart and vitals, yet formed by a chance coming together of certain elements. The world needs logic. Yet all the logic in the world is worth as much as one lucky guess. Men take pains to weave a web of careful thoughts -- yet others thoughlessly weave a random pattern and achieve the same result. So much for the thoughts of the sage."
Time has stopped. Time waits. But waits for what? More confusion, further disorder?
And then it leapt from the Earth and went spearing upwards, its wild voice laughing mockery at the Cosmic Balance; filling the universe with its unholy joy.
This is a novel. There is an omnibus with the same name which contains this novel. Please do not combine the two. Â Also, please do not combine this with the graphic novel (illustrated by P. Craig Russell) of the same name; the texts are substantially different and they constitute different works.
Feared by enemies and friends alike, Elric of Melniboné walks a lonely path among the worlds of the multiverse. The destroyer of his own cruel and ancient race, as well as its final ruler, Elric is the bearer of a destiny as dark and cursed as the vampiric sword he carries the sentient black blade known as Stormbringer. Contains both the novel Stormbringer and associated short stories and other material.
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