Eragon (The Inheritance Cycle #1)
by Christopher Paolini
One boy… One dragon… A world of adventure.
When Eragon finds a polished blue stone in the forest, he thinks it is the lucky discovery of a poor farm boy; perhaps it will buy his family meat for the winter. But when the stone brings a dragon hatchling, Eragon soon realizes he has stumbled upon a legacy nearly as old as the Empire itself.
Overnight his simple life is shattered, and he is thrust into a perilous new world of destiny, magic, and power. With only an ancient sword and the advice of an old storyteller for guidance, Eragon and the fledgling dragon must navigate the dangerous terrain and dark enemies of an Empire ruled by a king whose evil knows no bounds.
Can Eragon take up the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? The fate of the Empire may rest in his hands.
Finally found time to re-read Eragon, the first book from the Inheritance Cycle. I first read this almost ten years ago and I thought it was okay, despite the terrible writing. I’m a grammar Nazi so I cringed everytime I read something unpleasant to the eyes.
But I understand that Paolini wrote this when he was just a teenager, between 14-16, I think, hence the mistakes. So when I reread this book, I decided to just get past those errors and enjoy the book and story itself.
And boy I did! I had to agree with most of the previous readers that this book basically was Star Wars set in Middle Earth. They said the plot was cliche or whatever. Well, for a 16 year old writer who was able to weave such a fantastical world, he was good, grammatical errors aside.
While it’s true that when Paolini tried to create some sinister or epic scenes, the end result didn’t push through. Another teenager (read: my 14yr-old son Kyle) would disagree with me and I respect that, because as far as I know, he enjoyed that book a lot more than I did. And that’s all that matters to me in the end. (For now!)