It was night again. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.
The Friday 56 is a weekly meme hosted by Freda's Voice. Check out the rules and join in the fun.Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
Turn to page 56.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of this blog. Post a link along with your post back to this blog.
Before we begin, you must remember that I am of the Edema Ruh. We were telling stories before Caluptena burned. Before there were books to write in.
My sister Kristal recommended this book to me -- and she's never given me a book rec before so I knew I needed to pick it up and give it a try. Rothfuss opens the story in The Waystone Inn, as the bartender begins to tell his life story to a man who has come to the inn for that very purpose. This story within a story works very well -- the reader is drawn into the barkeep's story in such a way that, when the narrative pulls back out into the inn, it takes some re-orienting to remember that the events he is sharing with the Chronicler actually transpired long ago. As the back cover says, "So begins a tale unequaled in fantasy literature -- the story of a hero told in his own voice. It is a tale of sorrow, a tale of survival, a tale of one man's search for meaning in his universe, and how that search, and the indomitable will that drove it, gave birth to a legend."
The Name of the Wind is the first in a series and the next, A Wise Man's Fear, is already out. I'll look forward to continuing with the saga (The Name of the Wind is 722 pages long).
