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A review by sgbrux
The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss
5.0
What a prologue. A Silence of Three Parts is one of the best hooks I've read to date—and not in a jarring or action-packed sense, because it's anything but. I find myself rereading different sentences because they flow across the page so beautifully, perfectly capturing the tone that Rothfuss aims to set.
"It was night again. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts. The most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that were lacking."
But even after the prologue, in chapter one:
"His eyes wandered the room restlessly... A skilled observer might notice there was something his gaze avoided. The same way you avoid meeting the eye of an old lover at a formal dinner, or that of an old enemy sitting across the room in a crowded alehouse late at night."
There are many, many instances like these, and I'm having to refrain from highlighting everything. I'm only in chapter two, but let's see how this song plays out.
"It was night again. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts. The most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that were lacking."
But even after the prologue, in chapter one:
"His eyes wandered the room restlessly... A skilled observer might notice there was something his gaze avoided. The same way you avoid meeting the eye of an old lover at a formal dinner, or that of an old enemy sitting across the room in a crowded alehouse late at night."
There are many, many instances like these, and I'm having to refrain from highlighting everything. I'm only in chapter two, but let's see how this song plays out.