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Everything distinctive about you came from someone else. You have no power—you merely like to marry men who have it.”
Oh dang galivar sucked huh?
The king was gone, but the kingdom lived on. Gavilar had left this life as he’d lived it: with grand drama that afterward required Navani to pick up the pieces.
“Well well,” she said in a growling, low-pitched voice. “Grumble grumble. Get in line, men. Storming rain, ruining otherwise terrible weather. Also, I’m banning toes.”
I love Syl so much.
“Yes, we want twenty identical, mysterious robes, sewn with ancient arcane symbols. They’re for … parties.”
Rock could safely spend the rest of his days—short or long—pretending that his captain, his ula’makai, had remained strong all his days.
Oh no, I hope this is not foreshadowing.
Though it must have been a different scarf, for the one he’d started with had been bright red, and this one was dull grey.
Wait, is this vashar?
“If we slow down,” Jasnah said, “the past catches up to us. History is like that, always gobbling up the present.”
Was he happy? He wasn’t sad. For now, he’d accept “not sad.”
Time. It was a sadistic master. It made adults of children—then gleefully, relentlessly, stole away everything it had given.
“It will,” Wit said, “but then it will get better. Then it will get worse again. Then better. This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth. I promise you, Kaladin: You will be warm again.”
Oh this was one of my favorite chapters in the whole series
Teft was worth saving.
“There are some things only she can do,” Formless said. Would that be a problem, now that Shallan no longer existed?
Well that seems bad
