The Gathering Storm (Wheel of Time Series #12)

The Gathering Storm (Wheel of Time Series #12)

by Robert Jordan, Brandon Sanderson

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The Wheel of Time ® is a PBS Great American Read Selection! Now in development for TV!

Since its debut in 1990, The Wheel of Time® by Robert Jordan has captivated millions of readers around the globe with its scope, originality, and compelling characters.

The Wheel of Time turns and Ages come and go, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth returns again. In the Third Age, an Age of Prophecy, the World and Time themselves hang in the balance. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the Shadow.

Tarmon Gai'don, the Last Battle, looms. And mankind is not ready.

The final volume of the Wheel of Time, A Memory of Light, was partially written by Robert Jordan before his untimely passing in 2007. Brandon Sanderson, New York Times bestselling author of the Mistborn books, and now Stormlight Archive, among others, was chosen by Jordan's editor—his wife, Harriet McDougal—to complete the final volume, later expanded to three books.

In this epic novel, Robert Jordan's international bestselling series begins its dramatic conclusion. Rand al'Thor, the Dragon Reborn, struggles to unite a fractured network of kingdoms and alliances in preparation for the Last Battle. As he attempts to halt the Seanchan encroachment northward—wishing he could form at least a temporary truce with the invaders—his allies watch in terror the shadow that seems to be growing within the heart of the Dragon Reborn himself.

Egwene al'Vere, the Amyrlin Seat of the rebel Aes Sedai, is a captive of the White Tower and subject to the whims of their tyrannical leader. As days tick toward the Seanchan attack she knows is imminent, Egwene works to hold together the disparate factions of Aes Sedai while providing leadership in the face of increasing uncertainty and despair. Her fight will prove the mettle of the Aes Sedai, and her conflict will decide the future of the White Tower—and possibly the world itself.

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ISBN-13: 9780765341532
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
Publication date: 09/28/2010
Series: Wheel of Time Series
Pages: 1120
Sales rank: 33,811
Product dimensions: 7.46(w) x 11.30(h) x 1.78(d)

About the Author

Robert Jordan was born in 1948 in Charleston, South Carolina. He taught himself to read when he was four with the incidental aid of a twelve-years-older brother, and was tackling Mark Twain and Jules Verne by five. He is a graduate of The Citadel, the Military College of South Carolina, with a degree in physics. He served two tours in Vietnam with the U.S. Army; among his decorations are the Distinguished Flying Cross with bronze oak leaf cluster, the Bronze Star with "V" and bronze oak leaf cluster, and two Vietnamese Gallantry Crosses with palm. A history buff, he has also written dance and theater criticism and enjoyed the outdoor sports of hunting, fishing, and sailing, and the indoor sports of poker, chess, pool, and pipe collecting.

Robert Jordan began writing in 1977 and went on to write The Wheel of Time®, one of the most important and best selling series in the history of fantasy publishing with over 14 million copies sold in North America, and countless more sold abroad.

Robert Jordan died on September 16, 2007, after a courageous battle with the rare blood disease amyloidosis.

BRANDON SANDERSON grew up in Lincoln, Nebraska. He lives in Utah with his wife and children and teaches creative writing at Brigham Young University. In addition to completing Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time®, he is the author of such bestsellers as the Mistborn trilogy, Warbreaker, The Alloy of Law, The Way of Kings, Rithmatist, and Steelheart. He won the 2013 Hugo Award for "The Emperor's Soul," a novella set in the world of his acclaimed first novel, Elantris.

Date of Birth:

October 17, 1948

Date of Death:

September 16, 2007

Place of Birth:

Charleston, South Carolina

Place of Death:

Charleston, South Carolina


B.S. in physics, The Citadel, 1974

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Tears from Steel

The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose around the alabaster spire known as the White Tower. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.

The wind twisted around the magnificent Tower, brushing perfectly fitted stones and flapping majestic banners. The structure was somehow both graceful and powerful at the same time; a metaphor, perhaps, for those who had inhabited it for over three thousand years. Few looking upon the Tower would guess that at its heart, it had been both broken and corrupted. Separately.

The wind blew, passing through a city that seemed more a work of art than a workaday capital. Each building was a marvel; even the simple granite shopfronts had been crafted by meticulous Ogier hands to evoke wonder and beauty. Here a dome hinted at the form of a rising sun. There a fountain sprang from the top of a building itself, cresting what appeared to be two waves crashing together. On one cobbled street, a pair of steep three-story buildings stood opposite one another, each crafted into the form of a maiden. The marble creations — half-statue, half-dwelling — reached with stone hands toward one another as if in greeting, hair billowing behind, immobile, yet carved with such delicacy that every strand seemed to undulate in the wind's passing.

The streets themselves were far less grand. Oh, they had been laid out with care, radiating from the White Tower like streaks of sunlight. Yet that sunlight was dimmed by refuse and clutter, hints at the crowding the siege had caused. And perhaps the crowding wasn't the only reason for the disrepair. The storefront signs and awnings hadn't seen wash or polish in far too long. Rotting garbage piled where it had been dumped in alleys, drawing flies and rats but driving away all others. Dangerous toughs lounged on the street corners. Once, they'd never have dared do that, and certainly not with such arrogance.

Where was the White Tower, the law? Young fools laughed, saying that the city's troubles were the fault of the siege, and that things would settle down once the rebels were quelled. Older men shook their gray-streaked heads and muttered that things had never been this bad, even when the savage Aiel had besieged Tar Valon some twenty years previously.

Merchants ignored both young and old. They had their own problems, mainly on Southharbor, where trade into the city by way of the river had nearly come to a halt. Thick-chested workers toiled beneath the eyes of an Aes Sedai wearing a red- fringed shawl; she used the One Power to remove wards and weaken the stone, while the workmen broke the rock apart and hauled it away.

The workmen had sleeves rolled up, exposing curls of dark hair along burly arms, as they swung pick or hammer, pounding at the ancient stones. They dripped sweat onto rock or into the water below as they dug at the roots of the chain that blocked passage into the city by river. Half of that chain was now indestructible cuendillar, called heartstone by some. The effort to tear it free and allow passage into the city was an exhausting one; the harbor stoneworks — magnificent and strong, shaped by the Power itself — were only one of the more visible casualties of the silent war between the rebel Aes Sedai and those who held the Tower.

The wind blew through the harbor, where idling porters stood watching the workers chip the stones away, one by one, sending flakes of gray-white dust to float on the water. Those with too much sense — or perhaps too little — whispered that such portents could mean only one thing. Tarmon Gai'don, the Last Battle, must quickly be approaching.

The wind danced away from the docks, passing over the tall white bulwarks known as the Shining Walls. Here, at least, one could find cleanliness and attention in the Tower Guard who stood watch, holding bows. Clean-shaven, wearing white tabards free from stain or wear, the archers watched over their barricades with the dangerous readiness of snakes prepared to strike. These soldiers had no intention of letting Tar Valon fall while they were on duty. Tar Valon had repelled every enemy. Trollocs had breached the walls, but been defeated in the city. Artur Hawkwing had failed to take Tar Valon. Even the black-veiled Aiel, who had ravaged the land during the Aiel War, had never taken the city. Many claimed this as a great victory. Others wondered what would have happened if the Aiel had actually wanted to cross into the city.

The wind passed over the western fork of the River Erinin, leaving the island of Tar Valon behind, passing the Alindaer Bridge soaring high to the right, as if taunting enemies to cross it and die. Past the bridge, the wind swept into Alindaer, one of the many villages near Tar Valon. It was a village mostly depopulated, as families had fled across the bridge for refuge in the city. The enemy army had appeared suddenly, without warning, as if brought by a blizzard. Few wondered at it. This rebel army was headed by Aes Sedai, and those who lived in the White Tower's shadow rarely gambled on just what Aes Sedai could and couldn't do.

The rebel army was poised, but uncertain. Over fifty thousand strong, it camped in a massive ring of tents around the smaller camp of Aes Sedai. There was a tight perimeter between the inner camp and the outer one, a perimeter that had most recently been intended to exclude men, particularly those who could wield saidin.

Almost, one could think that this camp of rebels intended to set up permanently. It had an air of common daily life about its workings. Figures in white bustled about, some wearing formal novice dresses, many others clothed in near approximations. Looking closely, one could see that many of these were far from young. Some had already reached their graying. But they were referred to as "children," and obedient they were as they washed clothing, beat rugs, and scrubbed tents beneath the eyes of serene-faced Aes Sedai. And if those Aes Sedai glanced with uncommon frequency at the nail-like profile of the White Tower, one would be mistaken in assuming them uncomfortable or nervous. Aes Sedai were in control. Always. Even now, when they had suffered an indelible defeat: Egwene al'Vere, the rebel Amyrlin Seat, had been captured and imprisoned within the Tower.

The wind flicked a few dresses, knocked some laundry from its hangings, then continued westward in a rush. Westward, past towering Dragonmount, with its shattered and smoking apex. Over the Black Hills and across the sweeping Caralain Grass. Here, pockets of sheltered snow clung to shadows beneath craggy overhangs or beside the occasional stands of mountain blackwood. It was time for spring to arrive, time for new shoots to peek through the winter's thatch and for buds to sprout on the thin-branched willows. Few of either had actually come. The land was still dormant, as if waiting, holding its breath. The unnatural heat of the previous autumn had stretched well into winter, pressing upon the land a drought that had baked the life from all but the most vigorous plants. When winter had finally arrived, it had come in a tempest of ice and snow, a lingering, killing frost. Now that the cold had finally retreated, the scattered farmers looked in vain for hope.

The wind swept across brown winter grass, shaking the trees' still-barren branches. To the west, as it approached the land known as Arad Doman — cresting hills and short peaks — something suddenly slammed against it. Something unseen, something spawned by the distant darkness to the north. Something that flowed against the natural tide and currents of the air. The wind was consumed by it, blown southward in a gust, across low peaks and brown foothills to a log manor house, isolated, set upon the pine-forested hills in eastern Arad Doman. The wind blew across the manor house and the tents set up in the wide, open field before it, rattling pine needles and shaking tents.

Rand al'Thor, the Dragon Reborn, stood, hands behind his back as he looked out the open manor window. He still thought of them that way, his "hands," though he now had only one. His left arm ended in a stump. He could feel the smooth, saidar-healed skin with the fingers of his good hand. Yet he felt as if his other hand should be there to touch.

Steel, he thought. I am steel. This cannot be fixed, and so I move on.

The building — a thick-logged structure of pine and cedar after a design favored by the Domani wealthy — groaned and settled in the wind. Something on that wind smelled of rotten meat. Not an uncommon scent, these days. Meat spoiled without warning, sometimes only a few minutes after butchering. Drying it or salting it didn't help. It was the Dark One's touch, and it grew with each passing day. How long until it was as overwhelming, as oily and nauseating, as the taint that had once coated saidin, the male half of the One Power?

The room he stood in was wide and long, thick logs making up the outer wall. Planks of pine — still smelling faintly of sap and stain — made up the other walls. The room was furnished sparsely: fur rug on the floor, a pair of aged crossed swords above the hearth, furniture of wood with the bark left on in patches. The entire place had been decorated in a way to say that this was an idyllic home in the woods, away from the bustle of larger cities. Not a cabin, of course — it was far too large and lavish for that. A retreat.

"Rand?" a soft voice asked. He didn't turn, but felt Min's fingers touch his arm. A moment later, her hands moved to his waist and he felt her head rest upon his arm. He could feel her concern for him through the bond they shared.

Steel, he thought.

"I know you don't like —" Min began.

"The boughs," he said, nodding out the window. "You see those pines, just to the side of Bashere's camp?"

"Yes, Rand. But —"

"They blow the wrong direction," Rand said.

Min hesitated, and though she gave no physical reaction, the bond brought him her spike of alarm. Their window was on the upper floor of the manor, and outside of it, banners set above the camp flapped against themselves: the Banner of Light and the Dragon Banner for Rand, a much smaller blue flag bearing the three red kingspenny blossoms to mark the presence of House Bashere. All three flew proud ... yet just to the side of them, the needles on the pines blew in the opposite direction.

"The Dark One stirs, Min," Rand said. He could almost think these winds a result of his own ta'veren nature, but the events he caused were always possible. The wind blowing in two directions at once ... well, he could feel the wrongness in the way those pines moved, even if he did have trouble distinguishing the individual needles. His eyesight hadn't been the same since the attack on that day he'd lost his hand. It was as if ... as if he looked through water at something distorted. It was getting better, slowly.

This building was one in a long line of manors, estates and other remote hiding places Rand had used during the last few weeks. He'd wanted to keep moving, jumping from location to location, following the failed meeting with Semirhage. He'd wanted time to think, to consider, and hopefully time to confuse the enemies that might be searching for him. Lord Algarin's manor in Tear had been compromised; a pity. That had been a good place to stay. But Rand had to keep moving.

Below, Bashere's Saldaeans had set up a camp on the manor's green — the open patch of grass out front, bounded by rows of fir and pine trees. Calling it the "green" seemed an irony, these days. Even before the army's arrival, it hadn't been green — it had been a patchy brown, winter thatch broken only occasionally by hesitant new shoots. Those had been sickly and yellow, and they had now been trampled by hooves or booted feet.

Tents covered the green. From Rand's vantage on the second floor, the neat lines of small, peaked tents reminded him of squares on a stones board. The soldiers had noticed the wind. Some pointed, others kept their heads down, polishing armor, carrying buckets of water to the horselines, sharpening swords or lance points. At least it was not the dead walking again. The most firm-hearted of men could lose their will when spirits rose from their graves, and Rand needed his army to be strong.

Need. No longer was it about what Rand wanted or what he wished. Everything he did focused only on need, and what he needed most was the lives of those who followed him. Soldiers to fight, and to die, to prepare the world for the Last Battle. Tarmon Gai'don was coming. What he needed was for them all to be strong enough to win.

To the far left of the green, running below the modest hill where the manor rested, a twisting stream cut the ground, sprouting with yellow stickfinger reeds and scrub oak that had yet to send out spring buds. A small waterway, to be certain, but a fine source of fresh water for the army.

Just outside the window, the winds suddenly righted themselves, and the flags whipped around, blowing in the other direction. So it hadn't been the needles after all, but the banners that had been in the wrong. Min let out a soft sigh, and he could feel her relief, though she still worried about him. That emotion was perpetual, lately. He felt it from all of them, each of the four bundles of emotions tucked away in the back of his mind. Three for the women he had allowed to place themselves there, one for the woman who had forced her way in against his will. One of them was drawing closer. Aviendha, coming with Rhuarc to meet with Rand at the manor house.

Each of the four women would regret their decision to bond him. He wished he could regret his decision to let them — or, at least, his decision to allow the three he loved. But the truth was that he needed Min, needed her strength and her love. He would use her as he used so many others. No, there was no place in him for regret. He just wished he could banish guilt as easily.

Ilyena! a voice said distantly in Rand's head. My love. ... Lews Therin Telamon, Kinslayer, was relatively quiet this day. Rand tried not to think too hard about the things Semirhage had said on the day when Rand had lost his hand. She was one of the Forsaken; she would say anything if she thought it would bring her target pain.

She tortured an entire city to prove herself, Lews Therin whispered. She has killed a thousand men a thousand different ways to see how their screams would differ from one another. But she rarely lies. Rarely.

Rand pushed the voice away.

"Rand," Min said, softer than before.

He turned to look at her. She was lithe and slight of build, and he often felt that he towered over her. She kept her hair in short ringlets, the color dark — but not as dark as her deep, worried eyes. As always, she had chosen to wear a coat and trousers. Today, they were of a deep green, much like the needles on the pines outside. Yet, as if to contradict her tailored choice, she had had the outfit made to accentuate her figure. Silver embroidery in the shape of bonabell flowers ran around the cuffs, and lace peeked out from the sleeves beneath. She smelled faintly of lavender, perhaps from the soap she'd taken to most recently.

Why wear trousers only to trim herself up with lace? Rand had long abandoned trying to understand women. Understanding them would not help him reach Shayol Ghul. Besides, he didn't need to understand women in order to use them. Particularly if they had information he needed.

He gritted his teeth. No, he thought. No, there are lines I will not cross. There are things even I will not do.

"You're thinking about her again," Min said, almost accusatory.

He often wondered if there was such a thing as a bond that worked only one way. He would have given much for one of those.

"Rand, she's one of the Forsaken," Min continued. "She would have killed all of us without a second thought."

"She wasn't intending to kill me," Rand said softly, turning away from Min and looking out the window again. "Me she would have held."

Min cringed. Pain, worry. She was thinking of the twisted male a'dam that Semirhage had brought, hidden, when she'd come impersonating the Daughter of the Nine Moons. The Forsaken's disguise had been disrupted by Cadsuane's ter'angreal, allowing Rand to recognize Semirhage. Or, at least, allowing Lews Therin to recognize her.

The exchange had ended with Rand losing a hand but gaining one of the Forsaken as his prisoner. The last time he'd been in a similar situation, it hadn't ended well. He still didn't know where Asmodean had gone or why the weasel of a man had fled in the first place, but Rand did suspect that he had betrayed much about Rand's plans and activities.


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Table of Contents

PROLOGUE: What the Storm Means,
1 Tears from Steel,
2 The Nature of Pain,
3 The Ways of Honor,
4 Nightfall,
5 A Tale of Blood,
6 When Iron Melts,
7 The Plan for Arad Doman,
8 Clean Shirts,
9 Leaving Malden,
10 The Last of the Tabac,
11 The Death of Adrin,
12 Unexpected Encounters,
13 An Offer and a Departure,
14 A Box Opens,
15 A Place to Begin,
16 In the White Tower,
17 Questions of Control,
18 A Message in Haste,
19 Gambits,
20 On a Broken Road,
21 Embers and Ash,
22 The Last That Could Be Done,
23 A Warp in the Air,
24 A New Commitment,
25 In Darkness,
26 A Crack in the Stone,
27 The Tipsy Gelding,
28 Night in Hinderstap,
29 Into Bandar Eban,
30 Old Advice,
31 A Promise to Lews Therin,
32 Rivers of Shadow,
33 A Conversation with the Dragon,
34 Legends,
35 A Halo of Blackness,
36 The Death of Tuon,
37 A Force of Light,
38 News in Tel'aran'rhiod,
39 A Visit from Verin Sedai,
40 The Tower Shakes,
41 A Fount of Power,
42 Before the Stone of Tear,
43 Sealed to the Flame,
44 Scents Unknown,
45 The Tower Stands,
46 To Be Forged Again,
47 The One He Lost,
48 Reading the Commentary,
49 Just Another Man,
50 Veins of Gold,
EPILOGUE: Bathed in Light,

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Unlike most other reviews here (as of this posting), I have read this book. All of the book and not just the prologue and the first chapter. Fans of the Wheel of Time series will not be disappointed with The Gathering Storm. Unlike some of the books since Lord of Chaos, there is a satisfactory conclusion to an important plot line in this book (no spoilers). There is clear movement towards Tarmon Gai'don. No more burying major characters under roof beams and leaving them there for a full book. While not all characters are visited, you still put the book down feeling that something momentous had happened and you don't feel the lack of particular story lines. Instead of feeling as if I had just briefly flitted from character to character without accomplishing anything, this book provides a sense of satisfaction that has been missing from some of the prior Wheel of Time novels. (That is not a knock on the prior books, The Gathering Storm would not feel as satisfactory without the build up provided by the books that preceded it.) I will say that I was worried at the beginning of the Prologue. It certainly does not start with a bang, but it does set the tone for the book. However, by the end of the prologue I knew that this was a book where something exciting was going to happen and wanted to continue reading. It is also worth noting that Sanderson has done a wonderful job of preserving the writing style of the previous books. Is this book somewhat different from Jordan's original books? Yes, most notably, the pacing is a bit faster. It is debatable, however, whether that is a function of Sanderson's style or the fact that the plot is coming to a head. This book is a worthy and welcome addition to the Wheel of Time series. Although it is sad that Robert Jordan could not write all of it himself, The Gathering Storm is a fantastic addition to his legacy.
Gaidin More than 1 year ago
to be honest I just expected this book to finish the storyline and tie up loose ends without jordans flair. yes i read chapter 1 and the prolouge early and was not that impressed. At tor .com i listened to the audio of chapter 2 early and i think this is where the book gets rolling. For all of you who say it doesn't read like robert jordan please read the whole book first. I just finished the book and i an back waiting for the next one as eagerly as ever. Yes the chrachters seem a little different at first but within a few chapters they blend almost seemlessly. I feel the reason people dislike the first few chapters is that a large number of new charachters are are thrown at you which makes the book feel unfamiliar but as the book continues I felt like it was one of the better books in the series. This one feels like the early books in that the story actually moves forward at a good pace and you actually feel like it goes somewhere. The later books by jordan were great but slowed in momentum and just seemed to leave more unfinished storylines after every book. Finally after 19 years of reading the wheel of time countless times ( at least 10 times minimum) I feel the end coming and know it will be an ending of heroic proportions. Brandon Sanderson has done the monumental task of stepping into the giant shadow cast by Robert Jordan and from reviews I have read no one seems to think him worthy after reading only 1 or 2 chapters. Well for all you who made a hasty judgement please read the whole book and then decide. I feel Brandon Sanderson deserves great praise for this book and he has definately deserves a thank you from all wheel of time fans for stepping into the breach and finishing the story we all wanted to know the ending to.Now as all wheel of time fans are used to doing i will wait another year for the next book in that end. Yep definately feels like Robert Jordan.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I forgot within 20 pages that I wasn't reading something entirely written by Robert Jordan, and that was what had worried me most. Mr. Sanderson does a wonderful job of MOVING the story along without getting dragged down into the weeds too much. The pace is fairly quick for a story with so many characters, and several answers are provided in this book that give closure to questions that have loomed for four or five books.
Rhavin More than 1 year ago
Apparently you are not reading the same book as the rest of us, as you complain about the author re-explaining Cuendillar, the One Power, and Tar Valon were. Firstly, he does not go into pages or even paragraphs worth on it, and he is not exactly explaining what they are. Secondly, Robert Jordan was notorious for re-explaining things in every book for those who had perhaps not read any of the previous books. So in essence, your so called review is a joke and a waste of time. Talk about the proverbial judging a book by its cover.
DavidStuart More than 1 year ago
In The Gathering Storm, Sanderson and Jordan's work is so intertwined its difficult to see where one stops and the other continues. Of course that didn't stop me from analyzing every character and their plot lines (as I believe they should be) for any flaws. Thankfully the flaws are so minuscule and the story so engaging, they are hardly noticeable. Actually, those so-called flaws could be part of character development and nothing else. What I love about this book is that the plot advances; plot lines are continued toward the inevitable final climax. Those annoying stagnation scenes (Perrin, Faile, and the Aiel) are finally done and nothing similar seems to happen in The Gathering Storm; however, there are still two more books. The action scenes are appropriate without being over the top. The slower set-up scenes are short and acceptable to all those that love Robert Jordan. The generosity of the characters and the realization of their humanity is touching and fits within the story plot (prophecy, if you will). I've read negative comments about the first chapter and I have to agree with their fears. However, after reading the entire book those fears were later seen as silly and inconsequential compared to the whole. My recommendation is: read it if you love Robert Jordan - you know you will enjoy it; if you're new to this series and Robert Jordan - The Gathering Storm includes enough information to read only this book (its a stretch and you will miss a lot but it can be done).
jmricks More than 1 year ago
I have been following Brandon Sanderson's career ever since he was announced as the one to finish the WOT. I have read several of his books and have liked each one but not to the extent that I think everything he touches is gold. However, he did a wonderful job with The Gathering Storm. He took characters, plot, and world that weren't his own and seemlessly moved the story towards its end. This book, in my opinion, is among the top three best of the series. I do not know how much of it was completely written by Brandon (I suspect almost every word of it) but I do know that it was a pleasure to read. The voice of the story is noticeably different at times and other times you can't tell who wrote what, but once you get back into the characters' lives you won't care who wrote it... everything feels right. Thank you Brandon for doing a fine job with RJ's masterpiece.
Gallienus More than 1 year ago
Brandon Sanderson has done Robert Jordan proud. Where to begin...This book is completely engaging. From the night I bought it,10-27 until about 10-31 6:30 a.m. I couldn't put it down. Yes, I know I shouldn't have rushed through it especially since Mr. Sanderson said in the forward that he's only half way through book 13 but I couldn't help myself. It seemed like every time I got to the end of a chapter, something had happened in the story that made me want to keep reading. I'll probably go back and read this book again when book 13 comes out. At the risk of sounding like a woolheaded-sheepherder reading this book I fell in love with the all the characters again. I you stopped reading this series at any point, come back to it, read any preceding books that you haven't read yet then buy this book. Trust me you won't regret the time and money.
B_tuk More than 1 year ago
Avid Jordan readers will love this book! I got so into it I read the book in 6 days! The intensity is on, the energy and imagination put into this book are astounding! I cannot wait for the next one. You're going to fall in love with these characters all over again!
Meradan More than 1 year ago
I just finished the book, it took a bit longer than usual due to work but I have to tell you all. Reading this was like reading the ones penned by Jordan himself. The characters I love so much were still there just as I had remembered them. I know I have another year to wait until the next book gets released and yet another year after that before the series is finally finished. But I have to thank Brandon Sanderson. You have done what I didn't think was possible, you allowed a great writer to finish his work, with his own voice, after his death.
geokatgrl More than 1 year ago
I was concerned that Brandon Sanderson would stray too far from the magic that Robert Jordan had created, but I am relieved and somewhat surprised. While I love Jordan's style, Sanderson has his own magic that seems to build more into the story and adds a slightly new flavor. Excellent!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
When Robert Jordan died, I was sure the Wheel of Time series would be forever unfinished. I waited months to buy and read, "The Gathering Storm". I was delighted to find that Brian Sanderson really understands the essence of Mr. Jordan's writing. The characters remain true and there is no interruption of the story line. Writers and their writing are like fingerprints, no two alike, but it is a tribute to Mr. Sanderson's writing that he can sublimate his own style to such an extent that the reader feels no "double vision" when involved with beloved complex characters and the intricate detail of Mr. Jordan's descriptions of countryside and society. Thank you, Brian Sanderson. I look forward to the next two books.
bbMO More than 1 year ago
I had been so disappointed in the last few books, as I felt Jordan was just stringing us and the books along. After finishing each new book in the series I was left frustrated because there was precious little movement in the plot line. I had commented to my son that either Jordan or I was going to die before he completed this series, and well, we all know how that turned out. Thankfully, Sanderson took the premise and ran with it. Finally, finally, finally, the plot progressed, something actually happened. It was a bit slow starting off, but once he got going, it was actually a book I looked forward to picking up each evening and couldn't wait to read. At the same time, I dreaded finishing because I didn't want it to be over and have to wait for the next installment. I'm hoping, from the way things sound, that will not be an issue now. I highly recommend this book to any Wheel of Time readers who are on the fence as far as a new author. In some places it's obvious it's a new author, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Nonetheless, the characters are consistent, and he painted a clear picture of how Rand had to evolve as he approaches Tarmon Gai'don. Would have been nice to have at least had a chapter on Elayne, but it sure was nice not to have to hear about Faile and her followers constantly. And while there were more than enough Aes Sedai, at least there weren't so many that you couldn't keep them straight. All in all, it was a much-anticipated book and I was pleasantly surprised. Truly enjoyed the book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was a lot better then I expected. Robert Jordan's passing was very hard on his fans. This yound author did a great job writing this book.
fargofar More than 1 year ago
With the work the Robert Jordan did in his final days gave Brandon Sanderson an excellent outline to follow. I have enjoyed this book very much. The words flowed extremely smooth, Sanderson held true ,for the most part,to the storyline. I liked this book so much that I picked up his "Mistborn" trilogy and have found them to be equally enjoyable. I can understand now why he was chosen over some other more established writer, excellent work indeed. In my opinion the final four chapters in this book are the most prolific of the whole series so far. I would point out that I found that Sanderson's time-line to be a bit off on some of the characters and events; but other than that this book was spot on for enjoyment to read. Keep up the good work. I cannot wait for the next book to see what happens.
Snowdog More than 1 year ago
I have read the entire book. I read it entirely too fast and I am in quite a depression having waited so long for the book and realizing that I am already done with it. Good News I suppose that more are coming. Brandon really did a great job. I seriously feel he improved the action sequences significantly. Enough so that the book transitions well and doesn't hang at any one point. RJ really did some great things with this series and I am super sad that he passed. Brandon seriously could not have been a better pick. To me this book was really put together very well and perhaps that is a result of the synergy between what RJ left, his wife's edits and what Brandon writes. Whatever the case is it really works well and was perhaps one of the most exciting books in the series. Obviously 3 and 7 were great but with an 11 book build up book 12 starts to knock out some problems that needed to be resolved. Bottom Line: if you have read the series up to now keep reading. You won't be disappointed.
BencTX More than 1 year ago
I guess Tor hasn't updated their release date yet but According to Brandon Sanderson's blog they've moved the release date to October 27th. He said this is an official release date by TOR. It's supported by the time clock that TOR has on their site, they just haven't changed the date yet on the top of the page. I'm eagerly awaiting this book. I've read Elantris and was very impressed by Sanderson's writing. I've also been keeping up with his blog and he speaks reverentially of Jordan and the Wheel of Time so I know he will do the best he can to make this book as good as if Jordan himself had written all of it. As far as the splitting, Sanderson put it very nicely, it was either wait for the book to be completed and have 1 or 3 volumes in 3 or more years or split it and get a book every year (hopefully) for 3 years. I don't know about anyone else but I'd rather have the first part of the "Last Book" now since it's been close to 4 years since Knife of Dreams came out. My only complaint is with the book stores not wanting them to title all 3 books A Memory of Light with a sub title for each separate book. Hopefully they title the final book A Memory of Light since that was what Jordan wanted.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed the first few of these books. I got pulled into each of the characters and wanted to know how things went for them. It is what drove me to buy the next book. Reading them is grueling though, a lot of words in a lot of books, but it seems the action just drags. Ugh. I bought and read this book because it was to be the last one and I just had to know how it ended. Surprise! It didn't. I don't think I can get through another. I'd almost rather go to the dentist for a root canal. Such a shame because the character development was engaging, the story good, but just spread out over too many books.
GamaClone More than 1 year ago
I wasn't sure what to expect with the introduction of a new author to this classic series. A successful author in his own right, Brandon Sanderson wouldn't be remaking the series in his own image, but would be working off of extensive notes left behind by the late Robert Jordan. Still, could he capture the characters and events and keep the wheel spinning, or would the shadow succeed in covering the climatic end in darkness and misery? A fellow reader (the one who introduced me to the first novel of the series) likened the story to 'literary crack". With the latest installment, I can happily say I've received my fix. Sanderson does an incredible job of keeping the characters independently shining while working them all together for the greater good. The pace doesn't relent, and there are just enough trails to keep you following right into the next novel, which should be out in November, 2010. { Editors note: Having had somewhat of a wait between the eleventh book and this one, it took a few days to get into my usual speed of page turning: 6 days from front to back. I expect the next installment to see significantly less.}
Andy_K More than 1 year ago
Robert Jordan's Wheel of time series is quite possibly the longest-running series I have personally followed. I first read Eye of the World in Jr. High, and have been entertained by the 15000+ pages of story that have followed over the course of literally more than half my life. When I received the news that Robert Jordan had suddenly and unexpectedly died, it was one of those world changing moments for me. The world keeps spinning, the seasons keep changing, and there's a new Wheel of Time book coming. My fear was that would be at an end. Enter Brandon Sanderson. First off, let me congratulate Mr. Sanderson. He was hand-picked by Jordan's widow to complete Jordan's work. And it _is_ Jordan's work, that's important. The ending had already been planned out, and from my understanding, even fleshed out to some degree, before Mr. Jordan's untimely demise. There was one issue however. Based on his outline, the final tome of the Wheel of Time series was estimated at being over a table-breaking 4000 pages! After making a decision to split the final book into three separate volumes, and being given the blessing of Jordan's widow, Brandon Sanderson went to work. Sanderson's love of the series is immediately obvious. The characters are recognizable, the world feels comfortable, and the mythology is completely intact. Sanderson has made changes however. Though the series is a staple of mine, and forms as much of a basis of what qualifies for "Fantasy" for me as does the Lord of the Rings, it has always had one great flaw, and that is pacing. Much like Tolkien, Jordan has had a tendancy to linger on the scenery as much as the characters, and as a consequence, the story would tend to drag at times. Sanderson has done a wonderful job of limiting this drag, without losing the detail that is so important to an epic work like this. The story zips along briskly, and I found myself surprised when I realized I was reaching the climax. The characters also seem stronger, though this may be a consequence of so much history behind them, rather than Sanderson's writing. I was particularly struck by the strength of both Rand and Egwene. Rand has always been painted as a troubled man, worried about his sanity, but this is the first volume where I really felt true concern from him. Egwene shows the strength that characters have noted her for thoughout the series. In a big way. All in all, I am very grateful to Mr. Sanderson. He has done a wonderful job in maintaining the series that I have enjoyed for the better part of two decades. At this point, the only thing that annoys me about the man is that he has seen the ending of the story!
Extrinsic More than 1 year ago
This book takes Robert Jordan's thoughts, mixes them with Brandon Sanderson's writing style, and wraps it all up with a suspenseful and thrilling plot. This book holds many suprises and is a must read for anyone who is in any way, shape, or form a fantasy fan.
Sirjade2004 More than 1 year ago
I was very pleased and impressed how the book came out and have enjoyed it. Because everytime I put the book down I get the craving feeling to pick up the book to finished reading it. I was afraid that the book would not be the same when another author pick up after late Robert Jorden passaway. I can tell you that I am very pleased to know that it is continue and now I am eager for the other two coming to finished it. I want to know what happen to the end. LOL
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Sanderson did a admirable job of completing the best series ever written. There were a few statements made by characters that were completly out of character.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very pleased to have this book out! A good job was done to continue on with the story.
Fred59 More than 1 year ago
While this volume is a bit talky, so were many of Jordan's own efforts, especially the 2 books after The Fires of Heaven. The story makes some moves toward its long-awaited conclusion, and Sanderson does have the capacity to make me think it's still Jordan doing the writing. However, Lan and Loial are nowhere in this volume and two of my favorite characters--Mat and Perrin--are mostly off stage. Also, please quit talking about rescuing Moraine and "get 'er done"! I hope that the concluding volumes are more fast paced, that all of the ambiguous prophecies are explained, and that the series ends in a way that is not only satisfying but also worthy of such a wonderful collection of books. Yes, it has been frustrating at times to wait for a book and then have so little happen to move the plot forward, but in all this has been one of the great reading experiences of my life, and that statement comes from a literature major who has read 2-3 books a week for the last 55 years! If you have not read any of the previous books, I envy you. Buy, borrow, or check out The Eye of the World (Volume 1 of the series) and sit back and enjoy.
HarperPH More than 1 year ago
I have been waiting for this book since Book One of the Wheel of Time Series, so it was with a mixture of skepticism and trepidation that I bought the Jordan/Sanderson book. (For those of you--one?--who have not yet heard of Robert Jordan's untimely death, it may come as a shock to know that Sanderson was hand-picked by Jordan's widow and editor to finish his classic series.) I need not have feared. It took Sanderson a few pages, but then his/Jordan's voice took over, and the series continued without a hitch. The only wrinkle is that the "last book in the series" is NOT the last book in the series. There will be two more books, which Sanderson promises will complete the series as Jordan originally intended, without missing a single anticipated or imagined idea. (He didn't word it that way; I used a bit of license in interpreting.) The characters remain intact, although some are missing (no doubt living in one of the other two books yet to be released); some are sent elsewhere (no doubt their adventures continue...); and some are nicely rounded out, though not completed. I would tell you who they are, but then it would spoil the book for you. Suffice it to say, the saga continues, and it continues as Jordan would have done it--at least to all appearances. I bought it; I don't regret it; I recommend it.