I adore Ronon's map. It is as much a sketch of this story as it is of the world - knowledge filling in bit by bit, lines drawn with various layers of shades and colors as understanding grows.
The depiction of John is wonderful and sad. There's no more getting by on endorphins. The few defense mechanisms that he had are crumbling, leaving his inner world almost as desolate and harsh as the world around him. The only peace he can find is in the orris.
I love how much is going on between Ronon and John, and particularly that it is done with a minimal exchange of words. Seeing John's strain and the mood swings through Ronon's eyes is heartbreaking both in terms of what is happening to John and in terms of its impact on Ronon, especially the line "Ronon never recalled a time when another person’s words meant so much and were divvied out so little."
I just knew those balick matches were in John's future when they were mentioned earlier in the story. This can't be good...
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Date: 2010-06-23 03:42 pm (UTC)The depiction of John is wonderful and sad. There's no more getting by on endorphins. The few defense mechanisms that he had are crumbling, leaving his inner world almost as desolate and harsh as the world around him. The only peace he can find is in the orris.
I love how much is going on between Ronon and John, and particularly that it is done with a minimal exchange of words. Seeing John's strain and the mood swings through Ronon's eyes is heartbreaking both in terms of what is happening to John and in terms of its impact on Ronon, especially the line "Ronon never recalled a time when another person’s words meant so much and were divvied out so little."
I just knew those balick matches were in John's future when they were mentioned earlier in the story. This can't be good...