"So the Dark did a simple thing," he said. "They showed the maker of the sword his own uncertainty and fear. Fear of having done the wrong thing—fear that having done this one great thing, he would never again be able to accomplish anything of great worth—fear of age, of insufficiency, of unmet promise. All such endless fears, that are the doom of people given the gift of making, and lie always somewhere in their minds. And gradually, he was put into despair. Fear grew in him, and he escaped from it into lethargy—and so hope died, and a terrible paralyzing melancholy took its place. He is held by it now, he is held captive by his own mind. He, and the sword Eirias that he made, with him. Despair holds him prisoner, despair, the most terrible creation of all" (166)When reading this, I can't help but think that the author was perhaps addressing her own fears regarding writing, and the universal fears we all face. What I've noticed from this latest reading of the novel is how sad it is and how the series as a whole is about loss. The battles between the Dark and the Light are rarely physical; they are rather intellectual and spiritual. Every victory of the Light is paired with a loss. Many of these losses affect the humans in the novel much more than the supernatural beings of the Light. John Rowlands is probably my favorite character of all of the books. When dealing with betrayal and great loss, he is called upon to make an important judgment in the war between Light and Dark. His judgment is based on his feelings that humans are free to make their own choices, and sometimes those choices are motivated by love, and sometimes by hate. In the end, when the Light wins and the Dark is cast outside of Time forever (because, really, this is not a spoiler. Of course the Light wins), there are no celebrations. The victory is bittersweet not just because it is a time of permanent goodbyes but also because the world's fate is now fully in the hands of man. Merriman delivers a speech to Jane telling her this: "For remember, that it is your world now. You and all the rest. We have delivered you from evil, but the evil that is inside men is at the last a matter for men to control. The responsibility and the hope and the promise are in your hands—your hands and the hands of the children of all men on this earth…For Drake is no longer in his hammock, children, nor is Arthur somewhere sleeping, and you may not lie idly expecting the second coming of anybody now, because the world is yours and it is up to you" (272). The word choices in this speech are very curious as they are loaded with religious meaning. Susan Cooper is a gifted writer so I'm pretty sure those words were a deliberate choice. Someone, somewhere has probably written an essay on it. Silver on the Tree is a magical book that can be interpreted on many levels. I like the author's blending of fact and myth to create the other-worldly setting of Wales. In all of her books, Cooper shows glimpses of people running in fear from the savages that sweep across Great Britain. This fictionalized image of historical events fits in perfectly with the other book I was reading at the same time: How the Irish Saved Civilization by Thomas Cahill. Cahill depicts the civilized Roman empire falling to the savage Germanic tribes, and then later, when Ireland has restored literacy and reason to parts of Europe, civilization falls again to another wave of savages—the Angles, the Saxons, the Danes. Cooper incorporates the historic invasions of Great Britain into the novels. Despite their savagery, the invaders are mortals, but they bring the Dark with them. The Dark is Rising series is not full of loud battle scenes and triumphant victories, but poses more philosophical and spiritual challenges for the characters and its readers. They are excellent books for not just young adult readers, but also for grown-ups.
A truly stunning end to the series! It was such a remarkable conclusion that left me completely in awe. I found myself completely immersed in the story from start to finish, and before I knew it, the final page had arrived. I really didn't want this book to end! The characters had become so real to me, and their adventures had taken me on an unforgettable journey. The author's writing was so engaging and vivid that I could picture every scene in my mind's eye. I will definitely be recommending this series to all of my friends. It's a must-read for anyone who loves a great story with well-developed characters and a thrilling plot. I can't wait to see what the author comes up with next!
Concluding my seasonal reread of The Dark is Rising, the final and lengthiest book in the series, I find it, somewhat surprisingly, the most challenging to read. You're familiar with that feeling when a book isn't objectively bad or dull, yet your eyes seem to glide off the text? Nevertheless, the story does manage to penetrate, albeit in a fragmented manner. The entire series has had a dreamlike quality - awakening in the middle of the night to discover oneself transported back in time, and so on. But this time, it's a deeper dream, with much of the action shifted from the ordinary world, or even its concealed magical nooks, to the Lost Land, a whole country lost in time. The final battle looms large, as is inevitable. More remarkably, it doesn't disappoint; instead, it gains emotional heft by relying less on the clash of cosmic forces and more on a single, heartbreakingly human decision. And at the end, magic departs from the world, and a story about ancient safeguards and immortal protectors rather clumsily reaches for the moral that humanity must now take care of itself. They remain wonderful books, and I eagerly anticipate sharing them with friends' children once they are a bit older.
*This was perhaps the volume where I most closely paralleled the temporal contours. I initiated my reading on Midsummer's Eve and then read the Midsummer Day chapter at dawn on the Heath during the solstice.