Reader 6 One cannot argue that Sharpe could indeed have such an adventure. Sharpe would hardly blink an eye, though for Lucifer this turn of events was probably quite unexpected. Mistaking, for a split second, Lucifer for a Methodist... amazing, just amazing, well done, Author! The story was quite unexpected, surprise upon surprise, and addictive at the same time. I did not look into original simply because I did not suspect for a second that I am reading translation. Flowers to the translator, for discovering such a gem and doing such a good job!
hoganscout (blushing): thank you for nice words and flowers! I will pass your praise to the Author.
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poacher with violin: Looks like I am the only one who knows the second canon. So trust me here, both of them are very very real. As if they just walked out from their respective movies. Vultures - fantastic reference sending reader to the first book. The story Lucifer told Sharpe about him - very much yes, this bastard all the way was having fun quoting mortals their secret evening prayers, explaining, who actually was listening while they were asking God for help.
I do not like shash that much. But here it was so sudden, that all I could feel was WTF! :lol: But, I recon, readers will love it - the story is tasty, fresh, very much alive, and yes. If I were in Devil's shoes, I would insist on personal inspection of that stubborn soul that does not comply and keeps slipping away. Ahem... inspection in more than one way?..
team member 1: Oh, slash, and so sudden! I also did not get, what it was! But I love the story. Ahh, why is it so short? I would love to see 5000+ words! :hot:
me, replying both: I did not get the impression of a sudden sexual contact. The Devil was getting closer and closer, and than desired contact, or sparring, at minimal range. He kept peering into this soul, trying to see why the hell he cannot get it. Also... The Davil had played with Sharpe, just like Sharpe himself was playing with that large gorgeous ruby. This mirror is intentional, I guess, because of appearance of the huge diamond in the end.
poacher with violin: The problem here is not in Lucifer, but in Sharpe. Not every gorgeous girl can get our Sharpe in her bed; and here is a stranger, unknown, with strange stories and claims. I keep wondering why Sharpe allowed that instead of shooting half way from the hip without a warning.
me: Perhaps this Devil had learned a thing or two about good kissing through the last thousand years? And is dark, handsome and charismatic?
team member 2: I love it! Sharpe is indeed a soldier with both hands in blood up to the elbows, BUT. He also does good things, so the Devil can look, but cannot claim this soul. Fantastic concept! I keep thinking about a film called "Constantin". Concerning bed scene... correction here. A concept of a "proper officer" did exist at that time. But not a "proper soldier".
me: Indeed, in Sharpe novels there is a clear cut between good and bad guys. The bad ones, like General Loupe, love making others life miserable. Those are bad all over - Loupe, Hakeswill, Simmerson... Those guys go straight into Devil's pocket. As for Sharpe and his boys... they are not killers, they are hired guns, soldiers, who took King's shilling. These guys are never guilty for following orders, not than, not now. Up to a certain rank - not guilty. Because good soldiers should belong to their commander entirely - soul and body, and this is right and proper. Hence - God's people.
This idea is underlined in the end of the story. Sharpe recons that he had already taken King's Shilling. So he belongs to King George and that is that.
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Date: 2015-03-28 10:00 pm (UTC)One cannot argue that Sharpe could indeed have such an adventure. Sharpe would hardly blink an eye, though for Lucifer this turn of events was probably quite unexpected. Mistaking, for a split second, Lucifer for a Methodist... amazing, just amazing, well done, Author! The story was quite unexpected, surprise upon surprise, and addictive at the same time. I did not look into original simply because I did not suspect for a second that I am reading translation. Flowers to the translator, for discovering such a gem and doing such a good job!
hoganscout (blushing): thank you for nice words and flowers! I will pass your praise to the Author.
------------earlier comments from our team members----------------------------
poacher with violin:
Looks like I am the only one who knows the second canon. So trust me here, both of them are very very real. As if they just walked out from their respective movies. Vultures - fantastic reference sending reader to the first book. The story Lucifer told Sharpe about him - very much yes, this bastard all the way was having fun quoting mortals their secret evening prayers, explaining, who actually was listening while they were asking God for help.
I do not like shash that much. But here it was so sudden, that all I could feel was WTF! :lol: But, I recon, readers will love it - the story is tasty, fresh, very much alive, and yes. If I were in Devil's shoes, I would insist on personal inspection of that stubborn soul that does not comply and keeps slipping away. Ahem... inspection in more than one way?..
team member 1:
Oh, slash, and so sudden! I also did not get, what it was! But I love the story. Ahh, why is it so short? I would love to see 5000+ words! :hot:
me, replying both:
I did not get the impression of a sudden sexual contact. The Devil was getting closer and closer, and than desired contact, or sparring, at minimal range. He kept peering into this soul, trying to see why the hell he cannot get it. Also... The Davil had played with Sharpe, just like Sharpe himself was playing with that large gorgeous ruby. This mirror is intentional, I guess, because of appearance of the huge diamond in the end.
poacher with violin:
The problem here is not in Lucifer, but in Sharpe. Not every gorgeous girl can get our Sharpe in her bed; and here is a stranger, unknown, with strange stories and claims. I keep wondering why Sharpe allowed that instead of shooting half way from the hip without a warning.
me:
Perhaps this Devil had learned a thing or two about good kissing through the last thousand years? And is dark, handsome and charismatic?
team member 2:
I love it! Sharpe is indeed a soldier with both hands in blood up to the elbows, BUT. He also does good things, so the Devil can look, but cannot claim this soul. Fantastic concept! I keep thinking about a film called "Constantin". Concerning bed scene... correction here. A concept of a "proper officer" did exist at that time. But not a "proper soldier".
me:
Indeed, in Sharpe novels there is a clear cut between good and bad guys. The bad ones, like General Loupe, love making others life miserable. Those are bad all over - Loupe, Hakeswill, Simmerson... Those guys go straight into Devil's pocket. As for Sharpe and his boys... they are not killers, they are hired guns, soldiers, who took King's shilling. These guys are never guilty for following orders, not than, not now. Up to a certain rank - not guilty. Because good soldiers should belong to their commander entirely - soul and body, and this is right and proper. Hence - God's people.
This idea is underlined in the end of the story. Sharpe recons that he had already taken King's Shilling. So he belongs to King George and that is that.