From Goodreads: “Garion has slain the evil God Torak and been crowned King of Riva. The Prophecy was fulfilled—or so it seemed. While the strange child Errand was growing up in the Vale of Aldur with Polgara and Durnik, showing only occasional flashes of inexplicable knowledge and power, Garion was learning to rule and to be the husband of his fiery little Queen Ce’Nedra. Eleven years passed.
Then suddenly the Voice of Prophecy cried out a warning: “Beware Zandramas!” Not even Belgarath the Sorcerer knew who or what Zandramas was. But Garion discovered hints in a previously obscured part of the Mrin Codex. Worse, he learned that the Dark Prophecy was still waging its ancient struggle against the Prophecy of Light. Again, great evil was brewing in the East. And again, Garion found himself a pawn, caught between the two ancient Prophecies, with the fate of the world somehow resting on him.”
My first foray into the world of science fiction/fantasy was The Tales of Thomas Covenant by Stephen R. Donaldson. I loved it so much I progressed onto Frank Herbert’s Dune series, and then the Tad Williams series, Memory Sorrow and Thorn. I wanted more. I picked up The Malloreon Chronicles and it sat on my shelf for years untouched. This year I decided it was time to read some of those unread, dusty books.
So many times, those old books end up being fantastic. With the first book, Guardians of the West, I didn’t feel that way at all. It was slow moving, with too many new characters and back stories. It was difficult to keep track. Frank Herbert (and later, his son Brian), had a way of immediately presenting a narrative that hooked you in, slowly expanding the cast of characters that never made you feel overwhelmed or uninterested. Not so with Eddings. There were a couple of times when I felt engaged, but then there was a sharp shift in the story line and he lost me.
2 1/2 stars (out of 5)
Published in 1988