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Ham smiled. “Cett’s going to be furious.” Elend shrugged. “He’s a paraplegic. What’s he going to do? Bite us? Come on, let’s get down off this rock and go deal with Luthadel.”
“It sounds to me, young one,” Haddek said, “that you’re searching for something that cannot be found.” “The truth?” Sazed said. “No,” Haddek replied. “A religion that requires no faith of its believers.”
That was how things often went. Some important decisions were made in public, on a battlefield or in a conference room. But others happened quietly, unseen by others. That didn’t make the decision any less important to Sazed. He would believe. Not because something had been proven to him beyond his ability to deny. But because he chose to.
she saw only a man struggling, fighting when hope seemed impossible. She didn’t see death; she saw life. She saw faith. We create things to watch them grow, Ruin, she said. To take pleasure in seeing that which we love become more than it was before. You said that you were invincible—that all things break apart. All things are Ruined. But there are things that fight against you—and the ironic part is, you can’t even understand those things. Love. Life. Growth. The life of a person is more than the chaos of its passing. Emotion, Ruin. This is your defeat.
The religions in my portfolio weren’t useless after all, he thought, the power flowing from him and remaking the world. None of them were. Not one had the whole truth. But they all had truth.
For now, I wish to make a simple acknowledgment of the woman who held the power right before me. Of all of us who touched it, I feel she was the most worthy.
