The Slow Regard of Silent Things
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4.0 • 65 Ratings
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- $12.99
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- $12.99
Publisher Description
Discover #1 New York Times-bestselling Patrick Rothfuss’ epic fantasy universe of The Kingkiller Chronicle, in this illustrated companion novella, The Slow Regard of Silent Things.
“I just love the world of Patrick Rothfuss.” —Lin-Manuel Miranda
Deep below the University, there is a dark place. Few people know of it: a broken web of ancient passageways and abandoned rooms. A young woman lives there, tucked among the sprawling tunnels of the Underthing, snug in the heart of this forgotten place.
Her name is Auri, and she is full of mysteries.
The Slow Regard of Silent Things is a brief, bittersweet glimpse of Auri’s life, a small adventure all her own. At once joyous and haunting, this story offers a chance to see the world through Auri’s eyes. And it gives the reader a chance to learn things that only Auri knows....
In this book, Patrick Rothfuss brings us into the world of one of The Kingkiller Chronicle’s most enigmatic characters. Full of secrets and mysteries, The Slow Regard of Silent Things is the story of a broken girl trying to live in a broken world.
Customer Reviews
Loved Auri so much, now even more.
Wonderful. Thank you from another who is not quite proper true inside.
My favorite things are weirdly shaped
Everyone collects something. Perhaps it’s a thing, perhaps it’s nothing, because even that is something to be collected. My favorite things are weirdly shaped. Sometimes, those things defy expectation, but to me, those things are expected. Auri is clever, sweet, innocent, and broken. That being said, I adore her. She’s weirdly shaped, and her story is perfect, so I collected it.
You may not like weirdly shaped things. That’s okay. But, if you’ve ever wondered how you can see the name of things, Auri’s perspective and her narrative will tell you. If there were ever a crash course on “what is naming” at the University, Auri’s words would outclass Elodin.
Do not buy!
Hard to believe that someone who wrote such great books as his first two could write some thing so utterly meaningless and uninteresting.