Hello, hello, hello! I, the brave adventurer, have heard of the deep interest in Plotblades, and have returned to give you this comprehensive*, accurate**, and helpful*** guide!
What are the Plotblades?
I'm glad you asked! The Plotblades are fragments of an ancient entity slain in ages long lost**** by the combined efforts of almost every Narrator in TLT. But Plot was, as you may have guessed, an entity of immense power. And Narrators, as powerful as they may have been, were unable to
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
Title: For the good of all Roshar.
Um, maybe Adolin is gonna give a speech?
Icons: Jez and Taln
Leadership and stalwart determination, perhaps? This is gonna be a slog for Adolin and his troops. Also, the arch bearing the icons is definitely crumbling.
Epigraph: Time to start a new series of bad guesses for who’s talking and when. Ending of a stewardship makes me immediately think of the Heralds
ART: A Study of the Oathgate Dome of Azimir
Hold up. Who even drew this? It’s not Shallan’s sketchbook or handwriting. I’m on a plane right now and can’t compare, but I’m maybe it’s Nazh? P.robably not. He usually just collects this stuff rather than drawing it out himself.
This whole structure is enormous. Far larger than I was imagining. But that only makes it less defensible. I do not see this battle going well at all. Yes, you can set up a killing field and ambushes and such, but your
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
Title: The Wrong Lesson
Not sure who will be the one learning the wrong lesson in this chapter, but I suspect the Fused. Or maybe Cultivation.
Icon: Double Vav. Loving/Healing, for the passionate part of himself? Maybe it’s Vargo himself who decides he learned the wrong lesson from caring about people. For the character icon, same as last time, this is the double-sided frowning sword version of Mr. T.
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
El. Time to check in with our creepiest of creepy dudes.
Icons: Jez and Nalan. Gonna guess this has to do with ruling (El is presumably in charge of a bunch of stuff now) and suffering.
Um, there are clear split priorities here. El hopes for the guards he’s about to betray to not lose their careers when he steals from the vault. Why would his actions that are (presumably) on Odium’s orders/behalf be
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
Title: The Conflux of All Darkness and Sorrow
Just gonna say that sounds a little melodramatic as a title. We’ve got some emo or chuuni influences here. Lots of edginess in that superlative. It is ominous with regard to what their Spiritual Realm journey might have connected them to, but if it really matches the description of the title, that feels like a bit too fast of an escalation to me.
Ico
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
Title: Cords of Light
Pretty obviously the anchoring ropes of power Dalinar and Navani are using for their experience, but I'm also holding out hope that Cord (Rock’s daughter, guarding Ryan) will show up too.
Icons: Ishar and Jezrien
Bondsmithy things and Stormfather visions is a safe bet, but if we're peeking in at the migration, I'm rather suspecting both of those proto-heralds to appear personall
This is my reaction blog for Wind and Truth. Beware of spoilers! Index post here.
{NOTE: Big delay, many apologies. I dropped off reading the book in the middle of Ch 33 and am only picking it up again now.}
Title: Experiment
Dalinar’s gonna make a door.
Icons: Battar and Jester
Jester might be for Wit’s presence and influence, since he is playing a major part in this endeavor, but it could equally be indicative of the attempt to cross to the Spiritual Realm, which abuts
A small yellow fruit.
Disgusting, terrible.
Would never seem remotely edible.
"I can change that."
A household item
Yellow fruit, big, not small.
A Banana.
A human invention.
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A poison.
A green leaf with an explosive poison inside.
"Edible."
Mint.
A daily use item.
In our toothpastes and gum, a previous poison now turned daily commodity.
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A neurotoxin.
Infects your mind, releases chemicals.
A new kind
Authorial note: While parts of this story, namely the trial and the Dreamsmith's forging, do in fact take place in the World of Dreams, I have decided against the convention of italicizing such sections, because I wanted to use italics for emphasis instead.
Malevolence approached the dark cave with characteristic confidence. He wore a black lab coat, Mordite Blade strapped to his waist. His violet eyes gleamed with anticipation as he called out.
"Are you there? I seek th-"
"I kno
He walked up to the podium.
How did I get here?
He looked at the cheering crowd.
They are all looking at me.
He reaches the podium.
They’re all laughing at me.
They quiet down.
They expect me to fail
Silence.
This is hell
—-—
He didn’t try to do it.
He was just there.
Anyone else would do the same.
Right?
Anxious remembered how it happened.
There was a burning building
“HELP! HELP! WE’RE BURNING IN HERE!”
H
Empty. Empty, empty, empty.
Where did it all go?
It was all perfect.
So… why… no… how did it go so wrong.
I heard that she died on the news.
That’s not good.
Likely suicide.
Am I the only one left who still believes?
Am I the only one who still believes in him?
Am I his only remaining follower?
He might have left this world…
But I believe in his vision.
Everything he left behind is so…
So empty.
Near the end, it was me, him, a
People say I’m a teenager.
Am I?
Sometimes I still feel like that wide-eyed child
That looked at the world with hope
And wonder
Who didn’t care about ‘grades’ or ‘society’
Who didn’t fall asleep with those dreams
Who didn’t want to not want what he wanted
Who still preserved his innocence.
In Romeo And Juliet,
There’s quote
And I can’t quite remember what it says
But it goes along the lines of
‘Kids shouldn’t wake up early with wor
"Sir! They didn't mean to do it!"
"And what do you mean by that?"
"It... it was Jeff. He forced to do. He got them all riled up. It-it wasn't their fault sir! Please. Have mercy."
Jake was stressed out.
All of their stories are different! Each one... completely different...
Jake didn't know what to do.
"Amy... This is s hardest case in centuries. Please help me out." Jake asked.
"All of their stories are different."
Amy sighed. "Try and compile the cases t
It is floating in the air.
Flying.
People say its on fire.
I don't see it.
It glows.
Maybe a bit like fire.
But it doesn't burn any that gets close.
Sure, it has it's flaws.
It will fly away when you get close to it.
But fire is worse.
Fire hurts those it loves.
And those that love it have to learn to stay away.
I wish I could be more like the firefly.
But for now?
I am much more like the fire.
I glow from a distance,
After many many days of traveling, Thomas reached the city.
He had escaped the monster, and will finally be reunited with his friend.
As he entered the city, he stumbled, and a memory resurfaced.
"Hey, Charlie, look over there!"
"A Traveling Fortune Teller? Sure, we can check it out."
Thomas and Charlie entered the tent at the carnival.
"Hello children... When you are in the land of terror, where nightmares and dreams become real...
"Remember these words...
Rex looked across the land.
It... wasn't supposed to end this way.
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Magnus couldn't live with what he had done.
He had woken up, his nation destroyed.
He was the sole survivor.
---
Carlson was ready to become the bad guy.
The monster.
He didn't have that chance.
How did Magnus do this?
Carlson and Magnus are the only survivors of the crater previously called Hostis and Amicus.
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Rex didn't know what to do.
"Sir... it migh
Dear Starfish,
After Luna died...
It was never the same.
You were getting dangerously close to going back to your suicidal tendencies.
And I...
I never felt very good afterwards.
Please.
Please stop.
I... felt so alone.
You were deep in something, I know, but my support system was also cut off.
I was stuck trying to help you,
And although I know you needed it...
I needed it too.
And now I have no one.
I know I have always been
It was cold.
Too cold.
He needed to free his country.
Hostis would forever be stuck in this cold, unless he took Amicus.
Only then would his people be free.
Carlson was a terrible person.
He knew this, and yet he continued.
After this, he would sentence himself to prison.
Maybe even to the gallows.
But before then,
He will take Amicus
And liberate his country.
I am so sorry Magnus.
I never meant for it to happen this way.
If y
Thomas heard a crackling in the distance.
"Who's there?"
---
"Thomas?" Charlie shouted. "Thomas! Is that you?"
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"Charlie?"
---
That's...
That's not Thomas
---
That's not Charlie
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Charlie started running.
What is that?
Charlie was halfway to the city in the distance.
After talking to the strange people, he began to walk westward
And eventually, he saw a city in the distance.
So Charlie assumed that was wher
Everyone used to think he was a chill guy.
Iron Man, Tony Stark, they cheered for him.
Then, Marks started disappearing.
At first it was strange.
It was before Iron Man even started coming.
Iron Man Mark I
That was his first suit.
Next time a Mark went missing (the name of a person),
Tony Stark had a new suit.
Iron Man Mark II
No one thought much of it.
Eventually, people started connecting the dots.
A Mark would go missing,
Iron M
They were coming.
They could be lurking in any shadow.
They are everywhere.
They are here, they are there.
When they come, they strike.
They have not yet come.
I must not reveal my name.
They lurk everywhere.
They can't find me, if they cant see me.
Wait.
They're watching.
They are watching.
The ones above.
When they come, so does he.
He must be here.
I must escape!
No.
No.
No.
He's here.
I have t
Rex was distraught.
Hostis and Amicus were at war,
His kingdom was divided,
And all he could think about is that he failed his country.
He was a King, and he should act like one.
But all the nobles were belittling his acts of support for Amicus,
But when he suggests helping Hostis, they visibly cringe at the thought.
They only thing they seem to want to do is to stay out of the fight.
"Consiliarius, what am I too do?" Rex groaned.
"Sir, I believe the
