Kvothe looked at Bast for a long moment. “Oh Bast, ” he said softly to his student. His smile was gentle and sad. “I know what sort of story I’m telling. This is no comedy.”“ This is the end of the story, Bast. We all know that.” Kvothe’s voice was matter-of-fact, as casual as if he were describing yesterday’s weather. “I have led an interesting life, and this reminiscence has a certain sweetness to it. But. ”Kvothe drew a deep breath and let it out gently. “. . but this is not a dashing romance. This is no fable where folk come back from the dead. It’s not a rousing epic meant to stir the blood. No.We all know what kind of story this is. Patrick Rothfuss
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