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I intend on coloring this, but the black and white version does have a nice crisp look to it. Today's Inktober offering brought to you by Dark Alley Marketing

The last Sanderson meme I'm making before I leave on my mission. Goodbye everyone! I'll be back in 2 years!

I don't know your relationship status. But if some guy comes up to you when you are dressed up as Shallan and tells you, "I would like to know the real you" in a total Adolin fashion - He might be the one. BUT if this happens - LOCK. HIM. DOWN. GIRL!

The Dark Alley! Ironically, this is the prompt in which I used a bit of colour, of all prompts Inktober #8:

You were wary at first, the Nightwatcher is a very capricious spren after all. She must've twisted your words somehow. There were moments you were very scared, afraid that you'll simply die in transit, in space. But it did not come to pass. You thought you might simply be stranded on Enceladus, but it did not come to pass. She provided you with a ship, instruments and knowledge to do what you came to do, with no caviats that you could find. So you wondered, on Enceladus, watching a different sky, marvelling at the beauty of the universe. This boon, you thought, is worth any curse. You wonder wryly, while on your way back to Earth if you'll never reach Earth. Such would be well within the Nightwatcher's mocking nature. Perhaps you'll die, without ever making it back. Safe passage back was not part of the wish, after all, not technically. Or if you'll become a homage to Tantalus, with space twisting around you so that you never reach the planet you call home. Stuck, with the Earth in sight but out of reach. You shiver at the very thought. Perhaps, aliens will attack your ship, or maybe aliens had attacked and conquered Earth while you were away. Or, a part of your mind whispered, maybe you'll find that Earth is just gone, vanished. You heaved with relief at the sight of the blue marble. You landed safely. You look around the empty patch of land that you had picked for landing. You could not believe it, where is the trickery? The curse to go along with the boon? The shuttle doors opened with a pneumatic hiss. You smiled. Then the spaceship exploded. Nightwatcher! You cursed. Wait, how are you still alive, not even scratched? Was that explosion meant to kill you? You huffed, the stupid spren had missed. Whatever, you've got science-y stories to tell! It didn't matter to you that you might have a long way to walk before you manage to find civilization. Journey before destination, you smirked. Was that the best the Nightwatcher could do? Take back the ship and with it the devices where you had recorded your findings. It was sad though, all that work, all that knowledge just lost at her whim. You thought back to your time on that alien world, gazing up at the sky, the stars, at Saturn. Then with absolutely no surprise, you realized that you could not understand the measurements you had taken or the experiments you had conducted. The knowledge she had given you was just... gone. You stopped, enraged but unsurprised. Foolish Nightwatcher! You suddenly broke into laughter. That was it, she took back what she gave. I don't mind, you thought, I only wanted to see, to experience, to have that unique perspective. Knowledge was, although objectively the better reason to go, but for you personally? To see mighty Saturn, in person... you had no regrets. You smirked, you had won the game. There, first time Nightwatcher didn't screw someone over. I wish for dandelion fluffs.

So, I was shopping for a chain necklace on Amazon for my daughter, and the following part of the item description caught my eye: This has obviously been run through an auto-translation routine of some sort, but it is beautiful and poetic nonetheless. So the idea of this game is to take a famous quote, and run it through Google Translate, translating it from English to other languages and back again 4 or 5 times until you end up with something slightly similar but uniquely bizarre, then everyone can guess what it is. For this it would be best to keep the full translation log, and if people are unable to get the quote after 5 guesses, move up the chain of translations, getting closer to the source translation. For example, I used this methodology for creating the Topic Title, I started off with "Guess that Translated quote game!", and here is the full translation chain: To start this off, here is a very famous quote. The person that correctly guesses the original quote gets to do the next one, and if the quote is a bit obscure or is severely and unrecognizably mangled from the original you might want to give an attribution for the speaker/source of the quote. Since this is the first round, I'll also give the preceding link in the google translation chain which happens to be in Swedish:

chanted the Bold Knights, who would take on any challenge in their quest to bring happiness to all.

Scripture power! Keeps me safe from sin. Scripture power is the power to win. Scripture power! Every day I need The power that's inside each time I read. (That's a song that we would sing in primary at church.)

I went mushroom hunting on a clear and beautiful day with my family and my dogs, and we got some amazing mushrooms! We got 6 oz of Golden Chantrells, 3.5 oz of Pigs Ears (the pink ones), 1.2 oz of Cat's Tongues (the pale jelly looking ones) and 22 oz of Lobster Mushrooms. We're going to try the lobster mushrooms in a thai red curry tonight! So delicious! Update: The lobster mushrooms were so delicious that they didn't even make it into the curry. I sauteed them with butter and garlic, and and I was going to add them to the curry, but my daughters gobbled them up in less than 2 minutes!

#8 Dark Alley:

Today's prompt is "Frail" and for it, I've decided to do what is arguably my favorite scene in all of CBST. I am of course talking about when Star hugged Shadow. Shards, Star and her magic hugs, am I right? I was a little lazy on this one - I just inked over a doodled I had done as practice. Hugs are hard, you guys. Hands are hard. Clothing folds are hard. But depression is hard too, isn't it, Shadow? It's why those moments when you are soft and frail are so precious.

Thank you so much, and now I present *terrifying* art. Haha! Tenebrous: Spiked: "Shallan disliked confrontation, but Veil loved it."

I actually think that adolin and shallan are good, their romance makes sense and it is done well enough. I liked their first meeting and their later ones. At first he felt that she is refreshing and then she ropes him in on her plans and he shares his plans and difficulties regarding furling with her. I see that as a good base for a relationship. She obviously adores him for she defends adolin to kaladin and berates him for making fun of adolin and shows him that adolin is totally likeable and u are the human version of dark clouds the moment kal and shallan fell into the chasm together, I was like no Sanderson don’t go there! Adolin and shallan have a good thing going and don’t mess it up and I am glad really glad he did not. Even worse would have been if it would have messed up kaladin and adolin ‘s budding friendship i think it was written well and there was no unnecessary anguish here which is how things play out many times in real life

I feel I have read a completely different book when people bring up Kaladin/Shallan. Yes there was an attraction between them, but there was no real development of a romantic relationship past that. On the other hand there was lot's of development between Adolin and Shallan with phsyical affection having been shown.

Words of Radiance spoilers

Long time lurker. Ready to make theories and take names.

Voidspren are odium ‘s spren specifically. They are not merely normal spren that have been corrupted. We know that after desolations are over, fused as well as voidspren are trapped in braize. Ulim was the first voidspren who escaped somehow it is mentioned in the text. I don’t think that unmades however are trapped.. I think they remain. That further suggests that they originally were not of odium

So, I'm leaving to go on my mission tomorrow (October 9th) at around 12:00. However, I think I'll need to set up my phone so that it's a missionary phone, which I think involves setting up a missionary filter, which probably means I will have to stop Sharding before then. Anyways, thank you everyone for being such an awesome community, and thank you for all of your support for me and my memes. Goodbye, everyone. I'll be back in 2 years. *poof*

Yup. There's even an XKCD about it. Ok, bye everyone, I have to set up my phone so it's a "missionary smartphone" which means I probably won't be able to access the Shard. Thanks for being an awesome, supportive community, and thanks for supporting and upvoting my memes. I'll be back in 2 years.

Truthless began to sing a birthday song. ”Oh happy birthday, Oh happy birthday, Children dying everywhere, People crying in despair, Oh happy birthday, Oh happy birthday, ONE YEAR CLOSER TO DEATH. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!”

My dad would always modify it, Scripture power! Keeps you funky fresh, Scripture power is the power to be flippin' awesome Scripture power every day I need, The power that's inside each time kick trash. (not while we were in church, for obvious reasons)

Ember wanted to touch Heather's mind and find out what was wrong. But that would be rude. Intrusive. Heather wanted her gone, so she would leave. Well... sit outside the door. That wasn't "leaving." Ember got up again, feeling ashamed of herself. The room she went into had a mirror on the wall. Ember got into an offensive stance, throwing her hand to the side in preparation to summon her blade. But before she could, her eyes widened. That was her. She had never seen her reflection before. All of a sudden she realized why people thought of her the way they did. She was tall and unnaturally skinny with a rough outer shell and giant glass eyes. As she approached the mirror slowly, she ran her fingers over her face and through her hair - well, it wasn't really hair, actually. It was thousands upon thousands of tiny stands of metal. No one could see the difference. But she could feel it. She started sniffling. Why hadn't anyone told her she was so ugly? She really was a monster... Not a person. Not even human.

Yeah, I still have time before I leave. Makes me think of something I said a while back. . . . . .I am Winning.

Yay. One more before I actually fall behind again. Thank you, and yeah, sorry about my handwriting. It's a wonderful combination of small and messy and the fuzziness of the picture definitely doesn't help. Weiss is saying "I don't care if your eyes have always been silver. Sticking a spike in one of them is something your friends are going to notice--silver eyes or not."

I have always liked this idea a lot. But Brandon has previously said that it isn't the case, sadly:

@Silva @Nathrangking and everybody else, sorry and gmar khatima tova

Today’s prompt is: 8. Dark Alley

17th Shard Forum Q&A (Sept. 26, 2012) #8 Sept. 26, 2012 Share Copy Yados What's up with those fish in the Purelake? Brandon Sanderson Haven't you always wanted magic fish? Footnote: Brandon has since confirmed that the "magic fish" of the Purelake do form symbiotic bonds with spren. Skyward Seattle signing (Nov. 10, 2018) #14 Share Copy Play/Pause Hoiditthroughthegrapevine The magical fish in the Purelake, is their magic part of the Old Magic paradigm? Brandon Sanderson The magical fish are not of Honor. Not of Honor not in a bad way, but there's something else going on there.

I intend on making my last post either as soon as possible before I die, or right before the Lord returns. Or when the Shard dies, if that ever happens. I hope not. Anyway, Luna, we probably would make a random thread.

We'll miss you Mac. But to quote your about me: Pippin Took Someone watching a sharder leave: I didn't think it would end this way. Gandalf the White Me: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Leaving the shard is just another path. One that we all may take. The white blue home page of this website shuts off, and all turns to black glass... then you see it! Pippin Took Someone watching a sharder leave: What? Mac? See what? Gandalf the White Me: New hobbies... and beyond. Different friends, and another start. Pippin Took Someone watching a sharder leave: Well, that isn't so bad. Gandalf the White Me: [smiles] No... no, it isn't.

How a Sharder knows that plot is going on:

Well, since when I leave, I'm going to make a Last Post on here before I leave, that was the plan I mentioned a couple pages back. And then I would win for two years until I got back. The Last Post before I leave. . .

Star sighed. She wanted that sleep for herself. But there was never any rest for her, was there? With a snap, she and Ember were sitting at a small table in a once grand hall. Fantastic’s abandoned castle from Queen of Shadows. A dark place in Star’s past, maybe, but it was quiet, and now that the time curse had been removed, it was rather pleasant. Sunlight streamed through the huge windows, birds fluttering around in the rafters. Astral’s old throne still sat on the dais, black and decaying, but overgrown with flowers. It was a place of beauty now. Of course, this place wasn’t the real thread, but a projection. Star loved creating places like this. In all reality, they were both inside Star’s head. It was a nice place to get away sometimes. Even if, on TLT, that hadn’t worked all that well for her. Ember took the transportation in stride, sitting with perfect posture opposite Star. It was infinitely unnerving to be watched so intently by those eyes. Like looking through the eye holes of a skull. “What do you have to say?” “I was wrong about you,” Ember replied in that stiff tone of her’s. “I thought that you must have done something to deserve your burns. That they were punishment for something you did. What I did not understand is that existence is cruel and unfair, particularly to the ones we should revere. Fate, however, is as impartial as they come. I misjudged you when I should have trusted that I was written to protect something truly precious. And you are… more than worthy of my protection. It is too much to call me your sister. You are my Keeper and Queen. Hurting the Shadow was terrible of me. I wanted so badly to destroy and… I…” Ember’s form began to shake and she made hiccup-like whimpering sounds. It took a moment for Star to register that she was doing her version of crying. The tears must have evaporated before they would even get to her cheeks. She made her odd crying sounds for perhaps two full minutes, gentle steam rising from her eyes. When she finally calmed down, she said, “ I cannot control my powers, or my human… emotions. I need someone to help me. Someone to guide me. Please forgive me my failings. Compared to your infinite light, I am an ember indeed. When I was first born, I thought that I deserved respect and recognition. I see now what an arrogant fool I was. I am nothing to you. But I hope that you will accept my servitude and protection.” Star’s mouth had dropped halfway through Ember’s monologue. She had wanted to interrupt her at times, but it was almost chilling to hear so much out of her. She was always so… reserved. Star was hit with the realization that Ember was… far more complex and self-aware than she had ever thought. “Ember,” she said, concerned yet deeply touched. “I don’t… I can’t accept this. I… I’m not worthy of your protection. No singular person is. And you, you’re so much more than just someone’s slave.” Ember shook her head. “No, no, no, no, no. You do not understand. I want this. I choose this. I do not understand enough to make the decisions that come with my powers. I am too afraid of hurting someone. I quite literally destroy anything that I touch. When the violet goddess left me, I did not have any direction anymore. But she wrote me to protect you. She is my Author and yours. I’m begging you, my Queen. Take me. In your hands I can reach my fullest potential.” Star sighed. “All right…? I guess?” A small smile seemed to cross Ember’s lips and she relaxed a bit. “Thank you,” she said earnestly. Star smiled back. “Well, then, we should get back.” I really need to sleep… With another snap, they had returned.

HE SHALL PREACH THE GOSPEL *lets out war cries* We could hold a contest for the friendliest mod

Bonus points if they’re dressed as Adolin as well!

Personally I'd prefer for not much of a lovelife at all ... not everyone needs romance in their lives and I'm not a fan of lovestories to begin with, so as far as I'm concerned Kaladin should remain single.

I like this premise a lot better!

I applaud you for sticking to your standards! And for choosing to even go on a mission! Remember, the only time you set the bar low, is for limbo.

Where am I going? ...To the Colorado Denver North mission.

A new song (finally) about the experience of the Alethi soldiers on the Shattered Plains, to the tune of "Goodnight Saigon" by Billy Joel:

Oooh, I like it. I was going to do this for Halloween, but didn’t have enough people. Three people go together. One is dressed as Shallan with a satchel and loose hair. The other is Veil with a white coat and hat. Then the third is Radiant with fancy hair, makeup and a sword.

New chapter! Almost done.

So, it's 10:43. I spent the night at a football game, and had almost nothing to do with football. I asked a girl out this morning, and spent half the game avoiding her. The other half I just kinda gave up and had fun. She avoided me the entire time. But I've done it, gotten it out there, and made friends with half the grade. YOLO

Granted. You are given an old pair of moon boots, a la Napoleon Dynamite. True to your request, when you walk forward, you go forward in time. If you moon-walk, you go backwards. Stepping right or left shifts you into alternate timelines. There's a few rules to this boon: if you run forward, time speeds ahead so fast that you can't keep track of it and you have no idea where you'll end up. Skipping, jumping, sliding-- if it's something other than a walk, then getting to a specific time in the future is impossible. To move backwards in time, you have to do a legit moonwalk, one that even Michael Jackson would be proud of. Anything else takes you back to the point immediately before you tried to go backwards in time. Sidestepping to other timelines is pretty easy, but you have to be in your original timeline to do it. So you can go from the original to an alternate, and from the alternate back to the original, but you can't go from an alternate to an alternate. And getting back to your original timeline is fairly difficult. Each alternate timeline has a specific kind of sidestep that must be performed in order to return. Fortunately for you, in each alternate timeline there will always be one person who knows what this sidestep is and can teach it to you. These people tend to live in remote, hard-to-reach areas of the world, though, so it can take you years to find them. And the sidesteps can be fairly complex-- sometimes they're like an entire dance unto themselves. Your bane is, well... Shifting to other timelines is pretty sketchy. There was one timeline where everyone you could see looked exactly like you, even down to the time moon boots (also the sky was on fire, but that didn't seem very important at the time). They all looked at you simultaneously and said, "You are the one," and then proceeded to pull out knives and started walking inexorably towards you. It was freaky, man. You lucked out on the sidestep: a panicked jump to the side took you back to your original timeline. From then on, a you-clone has shown up about once a month and tried to kill you, no matter where or when or which timeline you're at. Your nerves are really getting frayed, but look on the bright side: a bunch of film producers from various timelines have contacted you to ask if they can make a movie about your life. Another side effect of your time moon boots is that eventually you become a world-class dancer. You've got some sick moves on the dance floor, yo. - - - - - I wish for a reasonable amount of reason, tempered with just a touch of nonsense.

Epilogue! My thanks to everyone who's stuck with me (and Arta, Latharna, Pakorus and company) though this journey, and apologies again for the erratic update schedule. If anyone has comments or feedback, they're much appreciated. Thanks again!

Something like that. And then a nice corruption arc and have that character get spiked several times, growing power hungry, or she'll just die at one point. Actually the last one is more likely.

I agree. Kaladin admits to Syl that he didn't feel affection for Shallan, just that she reminded him of Tien. Kaladin latches on to anyone who has a happy aura like Tien did, since Kaldin can't really produce that himself