Murtagh (The inheritance Cycle spin-off de El Legado) by/de Christopher Paolini
About Saphira, I said in previous reviews that she was too proud of herself, not empathetic– Thorn is just the opposite. He has suffered so much in his short life that he’s a very traumatized creature. Thorn’s fear makes him more relatable than Saphira, and gives him room to grow and to overcome as a being.
As I kept reading, I enjoyed most subplots, but Nal Gorgoth was too heavy, slow, and not as interesting as it should’ve been. For this kind of fantasy book, it lacked something, but I cannot pinpoint it exactly.
The story is very well constructed, interestingly presented and definitely well written. However, there was something in the passage in Nal Gorgoth… Maybe too passive? Yeah, I think that could be it.
It recovers, though, and I enjoyed the ending. A bit rushed (after all I said? Yes, read it and you’ll understand).
Rating: ★★★★⯪
«Well, far as I see it, there’s no putting a price on pain, if’n you follow. Everyone’s entitled to their own.» (Page 128).
(…) Turn around. I have an idea.Why do I have a feeling in my belly that your idea will be dangerous?Because you can read my mind, that’s why. And it won’t be that dangerous. Not if I’m clever.Try not to be too clever. Clever fails more often than simple. (Page 136).
You cannot force the world to be as you will.«Can’t I?» Murtagh lifted his head to look at Thorn. «If you want something badly enough–»Want is not always enough. Thorn nuzzled the top of his head. The means must be there also. You know this. (Page 167).
(…) the interior [of the cavern] was a mysterious black depth, swimming with impenetrable shadows and unquiet with ominous sounds: the click of a falling stone, a heavy influx and outflux of heated air–as if the mountains themselves were breathing, slow and labored–the high-pitched squeaks of fluttering bats, and even, Murtagh imagined, the low, nearly inaudible groans of the earth’s massive weight as it settled and shifted, constantly seeking to further collapse into the tumbled ruins time made of all things. (Page 367).
I quite enjoyed returning to Alagaësia with an extra twelve years of life and writing experience under my belt. And as with The Fork, the Witch, and the Worm, revisiting these characters felt like coming home after a long absence. It was good for the soul is what I’m trying to say. To have this book released in the twentieth anniversary year of Eragon only sweetens the experience. (Addendum-Afterword&Ackknowledgments, C. Paolini, Pag 684). I completely agree with you, Christopher!!
