Eldest (Anglais) Poche – 26 août 2008
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Saphira's breathing quickened, and she opened her eyes, yawning expansively. Good morning, little one.
Is it? He looked down and leaned on his hands, compressing the mattress. It's terrible . . . Murtagh and Ajihad . . . Why didn't sentries in the tunnels warn us of the Urgals? They shouldn't have been able to trail Ajihad's group without being noticed. . . . Arya was right, it doesn't make sense.
We may never know the truth, said Saphira gently. She stood, wings brushing the ceiling. You need to eat, then we must discover what the Varden are planning. We can't waste time; a new leader could be chosen within hours.
Eragon agreed, thinking of how they had left everyone yesterday: Orik rushing off to give King Hrothgar the tidings, Jörmundur taking Ajihad's body to a place where it would rest until the funeral, and Arya, who stood alone and watched the goings-on.
Eragon rose and strapped on Zar'roc and his bow, then bent and lifted Snowfire's saddle. A line of pain sheared through his torso, driving him to the floor, where he writhed, scrabbling at his back. It felt like he was being sawed in half. Saphira growled as the ripping sensation reached her. She tried to soothe him with her own mind but was unable to alleviate his suffering. Her tail instinctually lifted, as if to fight.
It took minutes before the fit subsided and the last throb faded away, leaving Eragon gasping. Sweat drenched his face, making his hair stick and his eyes sting. He reached back and gingerly fingered the top of his scar. It was hot and inflamed and sensitive to touch. Saphira lowered her nose and touched him on the arm. Oh, little one. . . .
It was worse this time, he said, staggering upright. She let him lean against her as he wiped away the sweat with a rag, then he tentatively stepped for the door.
Are you strong enough to go?
We have to. We're obliged as dragon and Rider to make a public choice regarding the next head of the Varden, and perhaps even influence the selection. I won't ignore the strength of our position; we now wield great authority written the Varden. At least the Twins aren't here to grab the position for themselves. That's the only good in the situation.
Very well, but Durza should suffer a thousand years of torture for what he did to you.
He grunted. Just stay close to me.
Together they made their way through Tronjheim, toward the nearest kitchen. In the corridors and hallways, people stopped and bowed to them, murmuring, "Argetlam," or "Shadeslayer." Even dwarves made the motions, though not as often. Eragon was struck by the somber, haunted expressions of the humans and the dark clothing they wore to display their sadness. Many women dressed entirely in black, lace veils covering their faces.
In the kitchen, Eragon brought a stone platter of food to a low table. Saphira watched him carefully in case he should have another attack. Several people tried to approach him, but she lifted a lip and growled sending them scurrying away. Eragon pretended to ignore the disturbances and picked at the food. Finally, trying to divert his thoughts from Murtagh, he asked, Who do you think has the means to take control of the Varden, now that Ajihad and the Twins are gone?
She hesitated. It's possible you could, if Ajihad's last words were interpreted as a blessing to secure the leadership. Almost no one would oppose you. However, that does not seem a wise path to take. I see only trouble in that direction.
I agree. Besides, Arya wouldn't approve, and she could be a dangerous enemy. Elves can't lie in the ancient language, but they have no such inhibition in ours-she could deny that Ajihad ever uttered those words if it served her purposes. No, I don't want the position. . . . What about Jörmundur?
Ajihad called him his right-hand man. Unfortunately, we know little about him or the Varden's other leaders. Such a short time has passed since we came here. We will have to make our judgment on our feelings and impressions, without the benefit of history.
Eragon pushed his fish around a lump of mashed tubers. Don't forget Hrothgar and the dwarf clans; they won't be quiet in this. Except for Arya, the elves have no say in the succession-a decision will be made before word of this even reaches them. But the dwarves can't be-won't be-ignored. Hrothgar favors the Varden, but if enough clans oppose him, he might be maneuvered into backing someone unsuited for the command.
And who might that be?
A person easily manipulated. He closed his eyes and leaned back. It could be anyone in Farthen Dûr, anyone at all.
From the Hardcover edition.
Revue de presse
'A winner ... tip of the hat to young master Paolini'" (Anne McCaffrey, author of The Dragonriders of Pern series)
"'A compelling and action-filled adventure . . . a galloping good example of its genre'" (Daily Telegraph)
"'This book is an achievement. Readers . . . will be transported'" (Sunday Times)
"'A portrayal of true affection between boy and dragon ... Paolini writes like someone gripped by his own story'" (Guardian)
"'A stirring fantasy of epic proportions'" (The Bookseller) --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Broché .
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Et maintenant que je l'ai lue, voici mon petit commentaire :
Le démarrage est un peu long, mais on se remet vite dans le contexte héroïco-fantastique. Eragon et Saphira partent poursuivre leur formation dans la forêt des Elfes. Et pendant ce temps, un autre héros apparaît : Roran.
Sans plus attendre, je vous conseille de lire ce deuxième livre de la Trilogie. Il est aussi bien que le premier...
Et bien ce deuxième tome se révèle bien plus interessant que le premier. On sent bien plus de maturité dans la construction des trames de l'histoire (avec une construction axée sur plusieurs personnages, à la Tom Clancy), les personnages prennent de l'ampleur et de la profondeur.
Le 3ème et dernier tome va se faire attendre! ;)
Tout comme son héros Eragon, l'auteur Christopher Paolini a mûri: l'écriture est mieux maitrisée, plus "enlevée" que celle du premier tome et la lecture en est facilitée. Les personnages évoqués sont plus "travaillés" voire plus complexes; les différents mondes imaginés sont décrits avec grande précision et les thèmes classiques du "Fantasy" (la connaissance de soi, le voyage "réel" et "intérieur", le bien et le mal, etc...) sont traités. Un livre magique...
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