(Original Review, 2002) 


"Hissing, hackles lifting, the chicken's head rose. Kahlan pulled back. Its claws digging into stiff dead flesh, the chicken slowly turned to face her. It cocked its head, making its comb flop, its wattles sway. "Shoo," Kahlan heard herself whisper. There wasn't enough light, and besides, the side of its beak was covered with gore, so she couldn't tell if it had the dark spot, But she didn't need to see it. "Dear spirits, help me," she prayed under her breath. The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't. In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken. This was evil manifest."


In "Soul of the Fire" by Terry Goodkind.


Goodkind is responsible for the worst thing ever written by a human being; the now legendary evil chicken scene (quote above).

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“I’m so sorry, Denna,” he whispered.
“You will remember me?”
“I will have nightmares the rest of my life.”
Her smile widened. “I’m glad.”

Goodness, I am likely to have nightmares, even while I pity her. Very messed up.

Rahl is one magnificent villain

I'm at the Denna part

@_@

“No. As Zedd is fond of saying, nothing is ever easy. How can we justify going after one little girl, to solve the riddle of her loaf of bread, while Rahl goes after the box?”

Little lesson: sometimes, being true to yourself does more for the big picture than one would ever know.

Now I'm going to that corner to tear my hair out