“What am I?” Shallan whispered. “Truthfully?” It was a day for confrontation. She felt strangely strong, steady. Time to speak it. “I’m a murderer. I killed my father.”
Flame and Char. Skin so terrible. Eyes like pits of blackness. Music when they kill.“We defeated them…” Jasnah said.Shallan felt a chill.“…but the legends lie about one thing,” Jasnah continued. “They claim we chased the Voidbringers off the face of Roshar or destroyed them. But that’s not how humans work. We don’t throw away something we can use.”
Goblet: “You want me to change? I’ve been as I am for a great long time, the warm voice said. I sleep so much. I will change. Give me what you have."Shallan: “I don’t know what you mean! Please, help me!”Goblet: "I will change."
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