phantasmagorically

Yayy! I've infected the forum with knowledge of tardigrades!

into people that

Do! Definitely! It's a work of art in animation - Pixar just gets better and better.

True, that's what I meant.

Whaaaaat? I've never heard of any of these corrections! I must be pretty messed up.

HoA

Firefight

or else they

Shallan looked around for a moment, suddenly realizing that Wit seemed to have completely disappeared.

via Imgflip Meme Maker Kaladin is a tardigrade. It's confirmed.

When you go see Inside Out and compare Joy to Syl.

When you read other books with made-up names and you check them all for being palindromes.

I don't know how, but I heard some time that the Shin eyes are larger than the Alethi's because everyone BUT the Shin have Asian eyes! Of course that did several funky things to Szeths eyes, but eventually the Shin just got the Asian eyes instead. No clue what happened there. I think the way Kaladin is portrayed on the cover of WoR is absolutely perfect. Everyone always gives him such absurdly thin, long hair. On my first read, Rock was black... but somehow with orange hair. He looks more Irish by now. Oh, and Cryptics... I have always imagined them as looking like something from Antichamber - almost like a 4 dimensional tangle of square bars. I can't agree with McSweeny's curly Pattern.

Does anyone know a good place to learn to speak it?

I've heard that Scadrial is like Earth, just with allomancy and the Lord Ruler's modifications.

I've always thought surgebinding is a lot like the priesthood, where you can only be worthy of the power if you follow the oaths/commandments - and the way it won't work if you aren't using it to protect.

I'd have to say the SA is my total favorite. Mistborn is great when I look back on it, though - both are, of course, fantastic.

Try to convince a stick to become fire (seriously, Shallan...).

Hi! I've been reading here for a while, so I generally have an understanding of what's going on. So... No cookies, thankyou very much.

I once dreamed I was being chased by the Phantom of the Opera around the backstage of a theater. At one point, I was chased into a circle of a bunch of people that were cross-stitching. I shouted that it was the Phantom of the Opera, but the cross-stitchers said something like "Nah, that can't be him." and they went back to their needles - even though he was standing right there. Then the dream moved into something I can't remember. It was terrifying, but only in a non-specific way.

could never learn