I first read Sword of Shannara around the turn of the millenium. My mother had visited a used book store and returned the book, with its cheesy depiction of an elf, dwarf, and man stumbling upon the gleaming aforementioned sword, blade first in an anvil of metal. (for the curious)
I was a nine-year-old apt to judge a book by its cover. And I’ve never felt great about cover art. It took some time for me to get into the Tolkein-esque adventure of Shea and Flick Ohmsford, led by the dark, inscrutable and timeless Allanon, in an attempt to destroy the Warlock Lord, a creature so powerful he sends mind messages in all caps: “MORTAL CREATURE, I AM HERE. BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!” (697)
Afterward, I discovered his next novel, Elfstones of Shannara. To this day, Elfstones ranks among my favorite books of all time. I must admit that some of this is the nostalgia drawn from the fact that somewhere inside I am still a 10-year-old boy in love with Amberle Elessedil, the Elven Princess that Wil Ohmsford escorts on a dangerous journey whilst pursued by the Reaper – which may just be the scariest demon I’ve ever encountered.
Alas, nostalgia. I’ve found that recently, Brooks’ outings have been good, but far outshadowed by other contemporaries (Sanderson, et al). Notable offenders include “Bearers of the Black Staff” which I saw as a compendium of Brooks telling me how interesting his characters were. Even his latest in the Shannara – the High Druid series, was not amongst my favorites. Scheming, unnamed druids, not enough interesting characters dying, and an endless berating of Grianne Ohmsford’s quest for retribution.
But this series has been better. The Dark Legacy of Shannara has featured a lot of milestones. Shannara scions that aren’t perpetually whiny and useless (Thanks, it seems, to their Rover blood), a female Leah character, and a set of interesting druids. The Federation in the south finally has more fleshed out details and characters, and we have a badass Dwarf Chieftain, the likes of which we haven’t seen since the first series.
Brooks gets back to his nook: a crazed, post-post-apocalyptic world with massive, terrible creatures. Ancient, misunderstood magic, embodied notably by Paranor’s borderline evil-green-smoke-of-death guardian. Airships let the characters range all over his vast, teeming world, where the plot is often twisted by third party beings, including characters completely orthogonal to the plot. Sure, some of the characters are familiar archetypes from his universe, but that’s to be expected, and is appreciated in this case. To top it all off, for once, after reading two out of three books, I have no idea how he could possible tie up all the loose ends. It is not at all obvious that the “good guys” are going to win here.
I wonder if they will achieve the status quo, or if this will be the time where the world isn’t “saved” and everything changes. Maybe the ancient magic barriers will crumble for good this time.
They try and sell these novels as being a collision course between technology and magic, the forces that often destroy civilization, but I disagree with that interpretation, even if it happens to be the author’s. Shannara has always been about the gigantic, breathing world, too large for any individual character, even the shades and Faerie creatures to understand, a world of which we’re lucky enough to get a sweeping, enchanting tour.
Wards of Faerie – Bloodfire Quest – Witch Wraith
Terry Brooks is back, and I couldn’t be more happy. My only disappointment is that Witch Wraith doesn’t arrive until July 16, 2013.