Uncrowned (Cradle, #7)

by Will Wight

He had long been aware of his weaknesses. He had worked hard and learned much in the past two years, but in many areas, he still hadn't caught up to those sacred artists who’d received the best training their entire lives. He'd made it as far as he had through relentless determination, reliable companions, and leaning hard on his areas of strength.

[Just move your mouth and make words come out,] Dross said. [Your thoughts are a mess, so talking isn’t going to make it any worse.]

It was still somewhat annoying when a sacred artist risked everything for progression...but it was forgivable when it worked.

Information requested: how to drag Lindon out of self-pity.