from the prologue of Patrick
Rothfusss The Name of the Wind near the bottom of the page
He moved with the subtle certainty that comes
from knowing many things
any sentence that made him pausegot
him thinking was a good sentence
he played with it
He moved with the subtle
certainty
the confidence
that comes
that is earned from knowing many
things
from keeping his eyes
open his fist ready STRIKE
from keeping
his eyes open his hands at the ready
he moved with the assured
confidence STRIKE
he moved with a confidence that
was STRIKE
he moved with a confidence earned
by keeping his eyes open ADD head on a swivel
he moved with a confidence earned
by keeping his eyes open head on a swivelhis hands at the ready
his sentence had more words but he liked the thought of the
protagonist being a man of action rather than he couldnt say for sure it was a single page prologue rather than a mystic or sorcerer
if they thought they could jump him
he took an ear to commemorate their mistaken belligerence
it was a substantial town and
unfortunately it seemed filled with substantial idiots who talkedup inflated
their prowess and bravado to the extent they were forced to putup or shaddup
and not to mention
no not
to mention he was a terminal provocateur who excelled at
playing his part in the drauma
(he coined the wordbinding drama and trauma) as naturally
as a fish takes to water
he saw to it that he dispensed
Lessons
slowly he formed a covey of poor Learners
who wouldnt listen to reason who unfortunately had to Learn for themselves in itself
not a disreputable trait
not by any means
no not by any means disreputable only in their brayingtheir pompous
assness
then afterwards
clutching a rag he
tossed them to the side of their heads he cut their ear from he stood over them and into their good ear he
told them to be grateful he wasnt fond of the saying Cat got your tongue his father gave him that when as a boy he stutteredstammered
was unable to get his thoughts out and was wild at his fathers taunting
Itd be a far uglier disposition
eh to have to scurry forward through life without a tongue Unhappy
lovers Cant speak Frustrated by being unable to fully express and
explain yourself Scribbling instead with
a pencil on a piece of paper
This could have been worse
This could have been worse for you
Consider yourself fortunate due
to my inclinations
he rathered a man of action to a mystic or sorcerer
1717, Thursday,
20 7. 17
1234, Friday,
21 7. 17
