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After coming across the series of books recently in some boxes, I’ve started re-reading the Belgariad by David Eddings. Pawn of Prophecy is the first instalment and is a very enjoyable read. I always liked how David Eddings wrote – his characters always seemed so human.
The first thing the boy Garion remembered was the kitchen at Faldor’s farm. For all the rest of his life he had a special warm feeling for kitchens and those peculiar sounds and smells that seemed somehow to combine into a bustling seriousness that had to do with love and food and comfort and security and, above all, home. No matter how high Garion rose in life, he never forgot that all his memories began in that kitchen
“See to their needs,” the other man in the shop said shortly. He was a dark, burly man wearing a chain-mail shirt and a short sword belted to his waist. His cheek-bones were high, and there were several savage-looking scars on his face. His eyes looked curiously angular and his voice was harsh and thickly accented.