In which the author unfolds the higher mysteries of A Wizard of Earthsea so as to more fully understand the magic of True Names in fantasy literature.
Dear Reader,
Here at last we carry our investigation of True Names in A Wizard of Earthsea to its higher mysteries. Thus far we have walked with Ged learning much of magic and the perils that it holds for those who wield their power unwisely.
Last week, we witnessed as Ged tore the very fabric of the world in his hateful pride to summon up a spirit of the dead – only to have a shadow-beast come through instead that sought to possess him. Since then, he has hidden or fled, haunted even in his dreams, desperate to find some way to resist the creature who knows his true name.
And so, after much fearful flight (and deeds of power) Ged has come nearly full circle – back to his first master, Ogion.
Now we enter in to the climax of our hero’s journey and bring all the threads thus far gathered together. We begin with Ged’s fearful complaint (given substance by the lore he received from the Archmage Geshner) and Ogion’s answer:
So one of the great wizards must be wrong. I wonder who it will turn out to be?
But what to do? Ged doesn't have the creature’s name and it has his, what hope does he have against its power? He cannot fight, but can he flee? Is there anywhere to go?
Hear now the wisdom of Ogion:
Choose to seek the shadow? This seems rather foolish considering the previous encounters that Ged has had with the Gebbeth. What is Ogion’s reasoning? Well, he recalls the Naming of Ged, the bestowing of the sign of his truest self:
(Yes, Ogion has that Socratic method thing working for him.) Convinced by his former master that he must face the evil that he has unleashed, Ged turns and seeks out his enemy, taking to the sea to meet it on open water.
(An interesting bit of lore there about the difference between land and sea.)
There on the choppy waters he sailed, on past the glimpse of land, till at last – sensing its nearness – he called to his enemy:
And it came, in something of the likeness of a man, a lowering darkness flying through the air but casting no shadow itself. Horror and fear of its touch laid hold of Ged, but he summoned up a magewind and charged at the creature.
Then, to his surprise, the shadow turned and fled.
It was a perilous chase and the creature led him into traps and mischances, being airborne and tireless, whereas Ged was mortal and in a boat, but when it failed to take advantage of Ged’s struggles, the young wizard made a realization:
Yet, eventually they did come to grips for the third time. It appeared in the boat behind him – and he “lunged to seize and hold the thing which wavered and trembled there within arm’s reach. No wizardry would serve him now, but only his own flesh, his life itself, against the unliving. He spoke no word, but attacked.”
Only to have it disappear. But never again could it escape him fully, for now a bond had been formed. He could follow it anywhere:
Ged had spoken his own name, declaring that he was summoning “my shadow.” He had set his life against its unlife – their essential and opposite natures in conflict. The consequence was that a greater link was forged between them.
Ged has one last stop before his final confrontation with the shadow. His sailings bring him to the Isle of Iffish, where he meets an old friend from Roke (Vetch) and his family. While staying at their home, there is an important conversation about power and words that provide some final pieces of the puzzle. It begins with a question from Vetch's sister Yarrow, concerning the conjuring of light:
Indeed, to summon something by its true name would risk disturbing Equilibrium (ah, there's that term yet again, returning at the close of our conversation). Calling something and having it really appear, that requires its true name. (Fascinating. The shadow seems real enough, really there, and Ged called it…)
So are there other great powers besides light, or is that secret lore? Ged answers:
To which the younger brother Murre asks, “What of death?”
And Ged answers:
Let’s examine what is said here: There is no other power, no other name than this great word.
So every word, every name, everything that is, can be understood as syllables of that first great word that is still speaking, very slowly. But all of those things have a “silence” before and after, they have a time before they are and a time after they are no more – even the stars. Thus death is the silence after every life.
And, in a more cosmic sense, Ged is saying that the great word creates and sustains a unity of existence, but it is bracketed on either end by silence. The silence before the great word was spoken and the (implied) silence that is to come, after all of existence ends.
Thus we know that there is light and dark. There is life and unlife. There is the great word and the great silence. It sounds like Ged might be getting somewhere with these thoughts, but at this point he grows distressed, saying that he has no right to speak of such things:
As Geshner said, Ged upset the Balance. And in his guilt, Ged believes that he has upset Equilibrium with the misspoken word of his life.
So, perhaps the real problem now comes into view. Perhaps the question is not whether light can defeat darkness, or whether life can defeat death. Perhaps it would be more accurate to ask, How shall Equilibrium be restored?
Ged sets out upon the sea with his friend Vetch, tracking the shadow by his bond. There, out on the wide waters, he has sense of where the final confrontation shall unfold, a vision:
On and on they sail, out beyond the known lands, out into the waters of Open Sea where even the fish "do not know their own names and pay no heed to magic.” Here, so far from land, Vetch’s magic grows weak, but not Ged’s:
They traveled thus for days until they came to a strange country, a place that Vetch at first thought must be an illusion. A place of terrible silence, the very “coasts of death's kingdom”:
There at last the shadow and Ged come to meet one another, the shadow in its darkness and Ged bearing his light like a star, and:
Light had not overcome darkness, nor had darkness overcome light – Balance had been restored, for the shadow had always been Ged’s own, and at last he spoke his word rightly.
It was never about defeating the darkness but knowing his whole, true self – which included facing his own death. Ged had done as Ogion encouraged him, he had gone back to the very source: he had sought out and discovered his truest being, the being whose true name is Ged.
And as understanding comes to Vetch, he moves into song, beginning with the epigraph (that I have not quoted until now) that stands before the first words of the novel from The Creation of Éa:
The story had always been about true names because it had always been about the great word that all other things are the syllables of, for all things have names, even the shadow of a man’s death…
Here we will let the matter lie for now, Dear Reader. We have spoken much of True Names and uncovered many of their mysteries. Before continuing on to Authority in Incantation or Pact in our ongoing conversation on magic in fantasy literature, we will be taking a break (at least one to two weeks) to speak of other matters.
Best regards,
Bryan
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