The Hero of Ages (Mistborn, #3)

by Brandon Sanderson

“My name is Elend Venture. I’m your emperor.”

We’re going to die. But, looking into this man’s eyes, I can almost believe that we have a chance.

Ash continued to fall from the sky, dusting the street black, clustering atop the city’s stooped, one-story buildings.

I knew how to move a planet in the sky. Yet, I didn’t know where to place it so that it wouldn’t be too close, or too far, from the sun.

Lately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don’t know how to read.