The book dialog game

[Brazen_NL]

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green

[orlok]

Originally Posted by Brazen_NL

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green

Ah! Big clue right there.

[issybird]

Originally Posted by Brazen_NL

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green

I'm taking that as a guess, so it's over to you.

[Brazen_NL]

Originally Posted by issybird

I'm taking that as a guess, so it's over to you.

Ah, well, I couldn't believe I got this one since it's been so long since I read it, so I wanted to drop another clue. Shouldn't have messed with your quote, sorry.

Anyway, here goes:

Originally Posted by Excerpt

But then a bubbling tenor voice said kindly, "Do not fear. It is a dream." The reassurance spread over him like a blanket. But he could not feel it with his hands, and the ambulance kept on moving. Needing the blanket, he clenched at the empty air until his knuckles were white with loneliness.

[HomeInMyShoes]

The first two sentences make me think A Christmas Carol, but I doubt that is it.

[Brazen_NL]

Originally Posted by HomeInMyShoes

The first two sentences make me think A Christmas Carol, but I doubt that is it.

It isn't. However, like Christmas, it's also fantasy.

Originally Posted by Excerpt

But then a bubbling tenor voice said kindly, "Do not fear. It is a dream." The reassurance spread over him like a blanket. But he could not feel it with his hands, and the ambulance kept on moving. Needing the blanket, he clenched at the empty air until his knuckles were white with loneliness.

[Brazen_NL]

Okay, let's add a second excerpt.

Originally Posted by Excerpt 1

But then a bubbling tenor voice said kindly, "Do not fear. It is a dream." The reassurance spread over him like a blanket. But he could not feel it with his hands, and the ambulance kept on moving. Needing the blanket, he clenched at the empty air until his knuckles were white with loneliness.

Originally Posted by Excerpt 2

A real man—real in all the ways that we recognize as real—finds himself suddenly abstracted from the world and deposited in a physical situation which could not possibly exist: sounds have aroma, smells have color and depth, sights have texture, touches have pitch and timbre. There he is informed by a disembodied voice that he has been brought to that place as a champion for his world. He must fight to the death in single combat against a champion from another world. If he is defeated, he will die, and his world—the real world—will be destroyed because it lacks the inner strength to survive.

The man refuses to believe that what he is told is true. He asserts that he is either dreaming or hallucinating, and declines to be put in the false position of fighting to the death where no "real" danger exists. He is implacable in his determination to disbelieve his apparent situation, and does not defend himself when he is attacked by the champion of the other world.

Question: Is the man's behavior courageous or cowardly? This is the fundamental question of ethics.

[orlok]

It's a very long time since I read it, but it reminds me of Lord Foul's Bane the first book of the Thomas Covenant Chronicles?

[Brazen_NL]

Originally Posted by orlok

It's a very long time since I read it, but it reminds me of Lord Foul's Bane the first book of the Thomas Covenant Chronicles?

[orlok]

Seriously? About all I can remember is that he gets leprosy, and then starts "dreaming" of weird lands in a time past/elsewhere.

Will have to think about a new challenge then...

[Brazen_NL]

Originally Posted by orlok

Seriously? About all I can remember is that he gets leprosy, and then starts "dreaming" of weird lands in a time past/elsewhere.

Will have to think about a new challenge then...

My next excerpt would be about leprosy, followed by the rape scene, then name dropping. But, you got it from the writing style I hope!

[orlok]

"The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon. Though he had taken off his school sweater and trailed it now from one hand, his grey shirt stuck to him and his hair was plastered to his forehead. All round him the long scar smashed into the jungle was a bath of heat."

[orlok]

Originally Posted by Brazen_NL

My next excerpt would be about leprosy, followed by the rape scene, then name dropping. But, you got it from the writing style I hope!

Not really the style, more the fact that he was in an ambulance and obviously ill, followed by the scene where he is not sure if he is dreaming or really experiencing what's happening to him. Don't remember the rape scene...

[pdurrant]

Lord of the Flies?

[edit]
No, I think I'm wrong.

[Bilbo1967]

Originally Posted by pdurrant

Lord of the Flies?

[edit]
No, I think I'm wrong.

Well, I was going to say Lord of the Flies too.

I haven't read it since school, but it sounds an awful lot like it.