Six pages shy of a thousand, this is by far the longest book I've ever read. But, as with Rothfuss, every single word counted. When I read The Name of the Wind, the first book in The Kingkiller Chronicles, I was just awestruck by the simplicity and utter ease of movement in the words. I was fascinated by Kvothe and all of the world building that Rothfuss did, so much so that he went straight to my favorite authors list before I was even finished reading. This book didn't change that one bit but only supported it because he is, by far, one of the best storytellers of our time. And while I look forward to his next book and the completion of this series, I really admire how much care he approaches it with, that he takes his time, and lets no pressure impact his story. Cheers to you Mr. Rothfuss. Cheers. To. You.