" He was an apparition, and in answer to his nightmarish appearance Felisin laughed, on the edge of hysteria. ‘Remember the Round, Heboric? In Unta? Hood’s acolyte, the priest covered in flies . . . who was naught but flies. He had a message for you. And now, what do I see? Staggering into view, a man aswarm – not in flies but in tattoos. Different gods, but the same message, that’s what I see. Let Fener speak through those peeling lips, old man. Will your god’s words echo Hood’s? Is the world truly a collection of balances, the infinite tottering to and fro of fates and destinies? Boar of Summer, Tusked Sower of War, what do you say? "

― Steven Erikson , Deadhouse Gates (Malazan Book of the Fallen, #2)