Mistborn Trilogy (Mistborn, #1-3)

by Brandon Sanderson

We’re going to help Yeden overthrow the Final Empire.”

lol

“You should try not to talk so much, friend,” he suggested. “You’ll sound far less stupid that way.”

“Even blasphemy honors him—when you curse by that creature’s name, you acknowledge him as your god.”

“My dear friend,” Breeze replied, “the entire point of life is to find ways to get others to do your work for you. Don’t you know anything about basic economics?”

What they do not realize—and what you must realize—is that manipulating others is something that all people do. In fact, manipulation is at the core of our social interaction.”

“But power is more than just words.”

“In the end, after kingdoms and armies had fallen, the religions were still fighting, weren’t they?”

My father, she realized with stupefaction.

😶

“Hum,” Vin said, realizing that she should probably be a bit more intimidated than she felt. “He was a bit annoying—in a pleasant sort of way.”

lol get it

“Atium lets you see a bit into the future. Or at least it lets you see what people are going to do a little bit in the future. In addition, it enhances your mind, allowing you to deal with the new information, allowing you to react more quickly and collectedly.”

Sometimes I wonder if I’m going mad. Perhaps it is due to the pressure of knowing that I must somehow bear the burden of an entire world. Perhaps it is caused by the death I have seen, the friends I have lost. The friends I have been forced to kill.

Kelsier felt a sharp, twisting pain in his chest. You let her die too. First Mare, then Vin.

Many think that my journey started in Khlennium, that great city of wonder. They forget that I was no king when my quest began. Far from it.

OH LORD RULER IS THAT YOU GIRL ?!?!

It began in a small, unimportant town whose name would mean nothing to you. It began with a youth, the son of a blacksmith, who was unremarkable in every way—except perhaps in his ability to get into trouble. It began with me.

“Vin,” Kelsier said hesitantly. “I owe you an apology. I nearly got you killed.” Vin snorted quietly. “It’s not your fault. I made you take me.”

What did one make of a world where a crewleader agonized over his people?

“It is a journal, Master Dockson,” Sazed said. “A record that appears to have been penned by the Lord Ruler—or rather, the man who became the Lord Ruler. Even Ministry teachings agree that before the Ascension, he was a mortal man.

I risked, and I lost, but the risk was still worth it.

Now, sometimes I wish that I had a piece of her with me. A child. A daughter perhaps, with Mare’s same dark hair and resilient stubbornness.” He looked down at Vin. “I don’t want to be responsible for something happening to you, Vin. Not again.”

Was Elend here somewhere amid the ball-goers?

If these two don’t get together at some point I may cry

“I don’t remember giving you permission to sit at my table, Lord Venture,” she said.

Elend peeked up over his book. “That’s a stunning dress. It’s almost as beautiful as you are.”

“Well…” Elend said. “I might be engaged to her.”

Bruh 😂😂😂

“Women are like … thunderstorms. They’re beautiful to look at, and sometimes they’re nice to listen to—but most of the time they’re downright inconvenient.”

Its author—Deluse Couvre—

lol he knew

It isn’t a shadow. This dark thing that follows me, the thing that only I can see—it isn’t really a shadow. It’s blackish and translucent, but it doesn’t have a shadowlike solid outline. It’s insubstantial—wispy and formless. Like it’s made out of a dark fog. Or mist, perhaps.

👀👀👀

He didn’t deserve to be alive—he should have been killed. But Mare had given him an atium geode, promising him that she’d found two that week. It wasn’t until after he’d turned it in that he’d discovered her lie. She’d been beaten to death the next day. Beaten to death right in front of him.

The Lord Ruler was far more whiny than any god had a right to be.

lol

Vin sat quietly. They can’t all be like that, she thought. They’re so beautiful, so distinguished. Elend has never taken and murdered a skaa woman … has he?

“It happened when I was thirteen,” Elend said quietly. “My father thought it was time that I became ‘a man.’ I didn’t know they were going to kill the girl afterward, Valette. Honestly I didn’t.”

Jesus Christ

“Here,” Elend said, handing her his own handkerchief.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Elend smiled, stepping close to her. “That other man, whoever he is, might have a lead on me because of my foolishness. However, I am not so foolish that I would pass up the chance to give him a little competition.”

“We thought that General Yeden was acting rashly,” Demoux said, blushing in shame.

Wow idiot

I am growing so very tired.

Vin could feel his breath. He stood there for a moment before speaking. “I think I’m going to kiss you.”

“Don’t leave,” she whispered. “Don’t you leave me too.”

“Didn’t the boy just spurn you? What do you owe him?” At that, Vin hesitated. She’s right. What do I owe him? The answer came immediately. I love him.

“What do you know about them, Kelsier?” she asked. “When’s the last time you slept in an alley, shivering in the cold rain, listening to the beggar next to you cough with a sickness you knew would kill him? When’s the last time you had to lie awake at night, terrified that one of the men in your crew would try to rape you? Have you ever knelt, starving, wishing you had the courage to knife the crewmember beside you just so you could take his crust of bread? Have you ever cowered before your brother as he beat you, all the time feeling thankful because at least you had someone who paid attention to you?”

She looked up at Kelsier. “When are you going to go? When will you leave me?”

Kelsier, heedless of the gore, stumbled to his knees beside Marsh’s corpse. He raised a hand as if to touch the skinless body, but remained frozen there, stunned.

:(

“And so I return,” Kelsier whispered.

“I pretty much ended atium production in the Final Empire for the next three hundred years or so.”

He shook his arm free. “You still have some things to learn about friendship, Vin. I hope someday you realize what they are.”

“Valette!” a voice yelled. Kelsier turned in shock.

“Where’s Valette?” Elend Venture demanded, his desperate voice carrying to Kelsier’s tin-enhanced ears. “Which cage was she in?”

Kid, you’re really starting to annoy me, Kelsier thought,

Bro leave the poor kid alone alright

“That may or may not be fatal for him,” Dockson said cryptically. “I don’t know a lot about kandra.” Kandra?

The Lord Ruler had arrived.

😬😬😬

The Lord Ruler ripped one of the spears from his own body, then slammed it down through Kelsier’s chest.

Um whelp

Flakes of ash settled softly on his face.

Listen like I kinda knew he was gonna die but like damn (or maybe he’s not 👀 I can only hope)