Cautiously, I silently crossed the room, the floorboards creakily groaning under the weight of my feet. Gah. 62 pages into The Sword of Shannara and I’m wondering how I could have read this as a kid. It’s chock-full of adverby goodness and bad writing. Whoo, don’t know if I’ll finish.

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