Beneath CeaselessSkies, Issue 84
Featuring “Heartless” by Peadar Ó Guilín, and “The God Thieves,” by Derek Künsken
I’ve never reviewed
a magazine before, so forgive me if this is poorly-written. I’m still getting
into the habit of reading short fiction magazines regularly, so this is a
learning process. After reading BCS’s 84th issue, though, I felt it
was time to try to review a magazine. I liked it that much.
The issue’s cover is
worth a bit of wordage. It’s a beautiful vista of long ships, with a troop of armed
men on a rocky shore. A crowned, eagle-headed prow is quite prominently
featured, behind which is an enormous, rather enigmatic stone tower. It looks
like something you’d find in an illustrated edition of The Lord of the Rings. The cover is quite striking. It’s a shame
the Kindle edition can’t display the color on the cover. It’s available in
full-color right there on the BCS home page, though.
“No one asks for
Death.” That’s how Peadar Ó Guilín’s short story, “Heartless,” opens. It’s
a very dark fantasy about a woman (of indeterminate age), Malern, and her
sister Alysa. The duo live in a magic city that is powered by “window witches,”
which is a much more tame term for a human who has been forced to become a
sacrificial, psychotic engine of magical energy. The wishes of the witch’s
owner burn its life, so in a city like Kalegwyn, where Malern lives, life is a
currency. The city is obnoxiously opulent; there are entire buildings made of
solid jade, golden statues littered about, and just about everything you’d
expect from a society so self-obsessed and singularly powerful. Likewise, the
city is in rapid decline. Because power isolates, Kalegwyn has become a lone
island of power and culture; what’s beyond its borders, no one really remembers
anymore, except that it’s scary, dark, and populated by lesser humans who are
jealous after the power of the Kalegwynians. Governing the city is Garvinger, the
ancient, pedocidal castellan of the city who seems determined to maintain the
status quo, and to keep the city “safe.” He serves as the main antagonist, and
seems to personally invest himself in Malern’s rebellious criticism of the
destructive nature of the city’s magical addiction.
There is a lot to
like about this short, and most of all is the genuine love Malern bears for her
sister Alysa. However foolhardy the girl might seem, she is devoted to her
sister, even when the rest of the city seems bent on forcing them apart. Ó
Guilín’s story is about the limits of familial loyalty, and about the
importance of devotion. It’s also a criticism of culture-wide addiction—and given
the Eurocrisis and the constant looming threat of a government shutdown here in
the US, I think the criticism is quite relevant. The harder life, Ó Guilín
seems to whisper, is ultimately the easier one. It just takes some love and compromise.
The second short, “The God Thieves,” by Derek Kunsken is substantially
longer. It is a historical fantasy that tells the story of Mateo del Monte
Feltro, a Genoese spy sometime around the renaissance. The re-envisioning of
Europe here is drastic. Venice and Genoa have become the seats of power,
because they have mutually learned how to weaponize the powers of the gods.
There is a bit of Lovecraft here; Kunsken described Odin, one of the gods
weaponized by Venice as “a gibbering monster of overripe flesh and rudderless
power.” If you get the Old Ones vibe, you’re onto something. Mateo is tasked
with infiltrating the Venice Secret Police, where the ‘engines’ that harness
the power of their captive guards are kept, in order to steal away the secret
of Venice’s newest acquired power, the Sumerian god Enlil. Mateo doesn’t like
this; he has recently converted to Christianity (in this world, Christ is “The God who Does Not Fight”),
and struggles with where his loyalties lie: his city, and his daughter, or with
the Christ whose powers may be subtle, but whom he believes can cleanse his
soul. And there’s a catch to Genoa’s request of him: in order to infiltrate the
Venetian vaults, he’ll have to have part of his soul amputated, in order to
make room for a lobotomized dragon soul which will give him enough power to
slip in unnoticed.
You read that right. In Kunsken’s dark-aged, theo-nuclear
Europe, spiritual surgery—and magical creatures—exist, and are important in the
way of creating a better soldier. It’s a very interesting facet of the story,
and it clearly bears resemblance to some of the experimenting the government
performs on its own soldiers. It’s not nearly as exaggerated as the
soldier-enhancement is in The Manchurian
Candidate, but it is here in this short, and the dragon, Batu, is a
wonderful character that Kunsken has realized with bright language. As Batu and
Mateo attempt to infiltrate Venice, you learn a lot about this very intricate,
arguably insane magical technology that might be the most interesting form of
magic I’ve read of in a long time. It’s
totally worth the read. Mateo’s conflict with his Christian faith and the
demands of the state, and his need to protect his daughter, are very well
realized, and drive the story far further, and much deeper, than I would have
guessed from the first few pages.
Both stories have themes of love-based sacrifice and criticisms
of today’s society. They illustrate why fantasy is still a relevant and
powerful genre, when treated with intelligence and craftsmanship. I applaud the
editors on their pairing of the two shorts. They complement each other well, and
make it obvious exactly why I get excited when a new BCS shows up on my Kindle.
Go get this issue!

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