Showing posts with label Gormenghast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gormenghast. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 March 2025

Gormenghast

I'm currently rereading "Titus Groan", the first novel of the Gormenghast trilogy, and I thought it would interesting to test out Google's Gemini using the following query:

Can you describe the appearance of a fictitious person who appears suddenly and asks for directions. The description should be in the style of the characters that appear in the Gormenghast trilogy.

I was quite impressed with the response. Here it is:

A figure, seemingly extruded from the very fog that clung to the courtyard stones, materialized before me. Not quite a man, not quite a shadow, but a damp, rustling presence. His coat, a patchwork of what might have once been velvet and now resembled desiccated bat wings, draped to the cobbles, trailing a faint, earthy scent. His face, glimpsed beneath a hat woven from what looked like dried reeds and raven feathers, was a landscape of deep, shadowed hollows and jutting, bone-like prominences. One eye, a milky, opalescent orb, stared fixedly, while the other seemed to have retreated into a fold of skin, leaving only a twitching, purplish scar. His hands, gnarled and speckled with a strange, verdigris-like substance, clutched a crumpled, damp parchment. A voice, thin and reedy, like the wind whistling through a broken flute, rasped, "The... the path... to the... the Obsidian Stair? Which... which way?" His lips, cracked and blue, barely moved, as if the words were being forced through a sieve of bone. 

I'd been prompted to do this after reading an article by a writer on technology who had been mightily impressed with AI's ability to write short stories.