wind socks
the name of the wind
my name is kvothe i have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings . i burned down the town of trebon . i have spent the night with felurian and left with both my sanity and my life . i was expelled from the university at a younger age than most people are allowed in . i tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day . i have talked to gods loved women and written songs that make the minstrels weep . you may have heard of me . 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 mans search for meaning in his universe and how that search and the indomitable will that drove it gave birth to a legend . it is a rare and great pleasure to find a fantasist writing ... with true music in the words ... wherever pat rothfuss goes ... hell carry us with him as a good singer carries us through a song . ursula k. le guin bestselling author and winner of the national book award