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Chapter 5
I only just now paid attention to the allomantic symbols heading the chapters, and it took me far too long to confirm that they are indeed just numeric. I recognize those symbols far less than I do the various glyphs and scripts of stormlight, and they are just too similar to one another for me to commit many to memory without more meaning ascribed to them than numerals. The “seal of the city” style b
Welcome to my liveblog of The Lost Metal! Intro post here, beware of spoilers.
Chapter 3
Ah, yes. The primary benefit of trousers.
I like how Marasi’s daydream about the Survivor’s Cradle is cut short with an “oh yeah, Wax has been there.” It’s got to be a disjointed experience to live alongside the larger than life figures that are cosmere protagonists, even taking into account her own impressive accomplishments in these adventures.
Wayne hasn’t even noticed the footprint
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BROADSHEET part 1
I’d forgotten how frustrating it was to get the broadsheet split into quadrants like this. For the moment I’ll read and comment on them individually as they appear, but it’s tempting to just wait and do the whole thing at once when it’s available.
Title:
The Two What?? Going by the subtitle/quote thing it’s Seasons, which I suppose means that Elendel is equatorial? I don’t really rememb
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Chapter 2
Steris is getting him ready using a prepared list, which matches my expectations. But from the way he’s stowing evidence for probable dramatic reveal, I get the sense he’s preparing for a courtroom, which very much does not match my expectations. He’s always been a lawman, but I didn’t think he’d ever be that sort of lawman.
Oh, maybe not. He’s in “his senator’s chamber in the House of Proceeding
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Chapter 1
Yay Marasi! I’ve missed these people. And wow, that’s a good opening description because I can absolutely feel the rush of adrenaline as you almost fall–even if the consequences are only horrible and not deadly.
Walking alone through the sewer with a map in one hand…is she auditioning to be Nazh’s understudy? I feel like he could use a kindred spirit (or a grad student to delegate to).
Oh, w
Welcome to my liveblog of The Lost Metal! Intro post here, beware of spoilers.
Prologue
Well, that’s the Tinweight mystery solved. Baby Wayne grew up there.
I was going to say that young Wayne sounds too much like adult Wayne, but after a paragraph or two, I can see the difference. He’s a bit more carefree here in his narration, or perhaps candid. At least, that’s my initial impression.
“One-window home” is a clever descriptor. It gets the message across, and also hints at both
Welcome to my liveblog of The Lost Metal! Intro post here, beware of spoilers.
MAPS! We have maps, people.
I don’t remember the maps super well from the previous books, but it looks like the map of the Elendel Basin hasn’t changed. The rail lines might be longer? And I don’t recognize the name Tinweight Settlement, so it and a few other locations may be newly noted. Then again, I could just be failing to recall the last version.
The map of the City of Elendel definitely has new n
Welcome to my liveblog of The Lost Metal! Join me as I make terrible predictions, overanalyze everything, geek out about magic, and generally enjoy my time on Scadrial.
I’ve previously liveblogged The Rhythm of War here on 17S, and my reactions to both Oathbringer and Starsight are also available in Google Doc format.
As with Rhythm of War, I’ve kept myself spoiler free for this book, so I’ll be going in with a lot less knowledge than some…especially since I ran out of time and haven’