The Name of the Wind, Patrick Rothfuss

The Name of the Wind

The riveting first-person narrative of a young man who grows to be the most notorious magician his world has ever seen. From his childhood in a troupe of traveling players, to years spent as a near-feral orphan in a crime- ridden city, to his daringly brazen yet successful bid to enter a legendary school of magic, The Name of the Wind is a masterpiece that transports readers into the body and mind of a wizard. It is a high-action novel written with a poet's hand, a powerful coming-of-age story of a magically gifted young man, told through his eyes: to read this book is to be the hero.
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10/10 Bedste bog jeg har hørt (hørte den på lydbog) på mofibo

Bog 2. Er lige så god

Den tredie bog er dog ikke udkommet endnu så venter spændt

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There are some questionable parts, but overall a masterpiece of the 21st century fantasy

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Kote sighed. “They took it to the priest. He did all the right things for all the wrong reasons.”
Bast opened his mouth, but Kote continued before he could say anything. “Yes, I made sure the pit was deep enough. Yes, I made sure there was rowan wood in the fire. Yes, I made sure it burned long and hot before they buried it. And yes, I made sure that no one kept a piece of it as a souvenir.” He scowled, his eyebrows drawing together. “I’m not an idiot, you know.”
Bast visibly relaxed, settling back into his chair. “I know you’re not, Reshi. But I wouldn’t trust half these people to piss leeward without help.”
“She has a bruise or two from when you dropped her, and is a little singed around the ankles.
“Took an arrow in the knee on my way through the Eld three summers ago. It gives out every now and then.”
If I seem to wander, if I seem to stray, remember that true stories seldom take the straightest way.”
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