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In the Third Age, an age of prophecy when the world and time themselves hang in the balance, the Dark One, imprisoned by the Creator, is stirring in Shayol Ghul.
sandstone78: Epic fantasy that breaks out of the Tolkien mold more than the Wheel of Time, but retains the large cast, the mythic overtones, and the vast worldbuilding.
This is definitely a book to put in the sub-Tolkien genre. A fantasy set in a medieval world three thousand years after some major apocalypse (interestingly, pre-apocalypse remnants often hint at a 20th century America vibe). Three yokels, plus two friends accidentally roped in to the story, are accompanied by a warrior and a wizard on a vaguely-defined quest to prevent the return of a great evil. So far, so Lord of the Rings.
The storytelling is not bad, although it does get a bit repetitive - travel to see somewhere new, get ambushed by bad things, escape by the skin of your teeth, travel on some more. Character development is very poor. We know little more about our heroes at the end than we do at the beginning. This is not helped by the length of the book and the fractured narrative. Characters drop out of the story for long periods and then come back, by which time we have lost our focus on them and their particular wants, needs, strengths and weaknesses.
Overall, I think the big failing here is that the author is trying to stuff too much of everything - world building, ancient folklore, magical powers, geography, philosophy, history, different creatures, different peoples and sentient species, languages - into the story that just does not fit, even at 750 pages.
I can understand how a lot of people really like this book (and the dozen or so volumes that follow it!) but it was not for me. ( )
La vida de Rand Al’Thor y sus amigos en Campo de Emond ha resultado bastante monótona hasta que una joven misteriosa llega al pueblo. Moraine, una maga capaz de encauzar el Poder Único, anuncia el despertar de una terrible amenaza. Esa misma noche, el pueblo se ve atacado por espantosos trollocs sedientos de sangre, unas bestias semihumanas que hasta entonces se habían considerado una leyenda. Mientras Campo de Emond soporta la ofensiva, Moraine y su guardián ayudan a Rand y a sus amigos a escapar.
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And the shadow fell upon the Land, and the World was riven stone from stone. The oceans fled, and the mountains were swallowed up, and the nations were scattered to the eight corners of the World. The moon was as blood, and the sun was as ashes. The seas boiled, and the living envied the dead. All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking of the World. And him they named Dragon.
(from Aleth nin Taerin alta Camora, The Breaking of the World. Author unknown, the Fourth Age)
And it came to pass in those days, as it had come before and would come again, that the Dark lay heavy on the land and weighed down the hearts of men, and the green things failed, and hope died. And men cried out to the Creator, saying, O Light of the Heavens, Light of the World, let the Promised One be born of the mountain, according to the prophecies, as he was in ages past and will be in ages to come. Let the Prince of the Morning sing to the land that green things will grow and the valleys give forth lambs. Let the arm of the Lord of the Dawn shelter us from the Dark, and the great sword of justice defend us. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time. (from Charal Drianaan te Calamon, The Cycle of the Dragon. Author unknown, the Fourth Age)
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To Harriet Heart of my heart, Light of my life, Forever
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The palace still shook occasionally as the earth rumbled in memory, groaned as if it would deny what had happened. (Prologue)
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose in the Mountains of the Mist. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginning nor endings to turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning. (Chapter One)
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In the Third Age, an age of prophecy when the world and time themselves hang in the balance, the Dark One, imprisoned by the Creator, is stirring in Shayol Ghul.
The storytelling is not bad, although it does get a bit repetitive - travel to see somewhere new, get ambushed by bad things, escape by the skin of your teeth, travel on some more. Character development is very poor. We know little more about our heroes at the end than we do at the beginning. This is not helped by the length of the book and the fractured narrative. Characters drop out of the story for long periods and then come back, by which time we have lost our focus on them and their particular wants, needs, strengths and weaknesses.
Overall, I think the big failing here is that the author is trying to stuff too much of everything - world building, ancient folklore, magical powers, geography, philosophy, history, different creatures, different peoples and sentient species, languages - into the story that just does not fit, even at 750 pages.
I can understand how a lot of people really like this book (and the dozen or so volumes that follow it!) but it was not for me. (