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“Everyone knew what he was thinking. Certainly there were demons in the world. But they were like Tehlu’s angels. They were like heroes and kings. They belonged in stories. They belonged out there. Taborlin the Great called up fire and lightning to destroy demons. Tehlu broke them in his hands and sent them howling into the nameless void. Your childhood friend didn’t stomp one to death on the road to Baedn-Bryt. It was ridiculous.”

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Patrick Rothfuss
Patrick Rothfuss

Patrick Rothfuss, born on June 6, 1973, is a renowned American writer known for his works in the fantasy genre. His most famous series is 'The Name of the Wind,' which has gained widespread acclaim for its unique narrative style and profound philosophical insights. more

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