It was great to go on this journey again and stay with it to the end. Robert Jordan finished this journey in 1990. I took it for the first time in 1995, but I wasn’t even an adult at the time. Thirty years later, experiencing it again gave me a new perspective. I’ve also come to terms with the fact that if I don’t write shit down, I’m definitely going to misplace and forget it.
This time around, I feel like there was less braid-tugging, arm crossing, and other annoying linguistic quirks than I remembered. I’m not saying that every chapter was a well-balanced work of art, but overall it was a very smooth and well-flowing first installment. Now I’m wondering if those tics don’t really ramp up until the later books. I did get partway through The Fires of Heaven, after all.
Will I make it to the end of the series? Light, if I try to think that far ahead, I’ll never make it. All I can say for now is: hello again, The Great Hunt — I’m coming for you.