Nathrangking

I look at Fox concern burned into me. I have been branded with a seal that is fully absorbed into my flesh. With a forceful shove I push down the worry and put on a warm smile as best that I can. "Fox, I can sense your turmoil. My secrets are not easy for me to share." I order the winds to carry my words to her ears alone. "Fadran spoke of my wife and Queen saved me by opening herself up to me. With them I shared knowledge of her and my darkest failure. To you I will give something far more valuable." Genuine love takes root in my smile. "You are not alone Fox. Not anymore. I came after you because for the first time in so long I saw strength suppressed. In this short time I have come to care for you a great deal. I declared war on the the first death for your sake. I brought my mindscape to ruin for your sake. I broke my wife out of her imprisonment for your sake. No matter where you are I will come for you. You are never alone."

With an exertion which would have been ridiculous a short time before, I extricate myself and others from my mind. Prods of molten iron brand me and my face becomes a desk mask. If it's possible I turn nearly white as snow. I can sense the distress that Fox feels at being excluded something undefinable stabs my heart and twists. "Fox please come here." I wave everyone away.

Mentally I sigh. I feel the surge of energy created by the oath and I know that he is bound. "More than anything now I need to not be allowed to dwell on my new found mortality. A time will soon come when we will be at a crossroads. That day is not today. I can sense that you have many questions. Ask and I will answer you as best I am able."

Then lets just do jingle bells. It does not matter much to me.

Who wants to play fortnite? What's the worst thing to say when your parents interrupt your fortnite campaign?

That would be the imaginary tune for reference. Here we would simply compile the lyrics.

I struggle against the chains of agony which bind me and rob me of my speech. They hold me tight in an embrace that freezes my body where I stand. Tears continue to fall down my face. My thoughts turn to my queen of light and a fire erupts within. As they carve their paths steam seems to arise. "I loved her more than I own existence. I would have given my life for her had she asked me to do so. There were powers and laws above us. The council sought Kishuphra's destruction. They feared her power. I was bound to my charge as the guardian of the gates. Rish and the others waited for her to violate the divine laws. I was too weak to raise my voice and fight back. I dragged her to the gates because of their words. I did not allow my love to be stronger. I will answer any question that you ask. I need your word regardless of what I tell you that my secrets will remain my own. Swear it by the ancient gods.I may now be mortal, but I will not have my secrets sent out into the world." The suffering which is so immense that it would rob mortal minds of their senses fills me. "I suppose at first it was my charge as the guardian of the gates. I eventually found myself an apprentice. He was a mortal of no inconsiderable heart and skill. He was like a son to me. In time I failed him. His desire for more knowledge and power drove him to push beyond what he was capable of handling. I saw the path he was on and I was unable to stop him. The result was catastrophe. Rish and the council sentenced him to banishment for all of time. When he was sentenced I said nothing. I watched him be punished and I did not act. will answer any question that you ask. I need your word regardless of what I tell you that my secrets will remain my own. Swear it by the ancient gods. I may now be mortal, but I will not have my secrets sent out into the world."

"Fadran, this is why I failed. She was the greatest of my failures. He killed her. She died protecting the one who locked her away." Anguish rushes through me and for the first time in an eon. I sit in silence wondering if I can ever heal. I stir my body still shaking beneath weights so vast that to speak of it to mere mortals is to risk destroying their sense of self. My eyes meet her's. "Why what Queen? In all of this there is much that even I don't fully understand." The tremors calm a bit, but I'm still drowning where no water exists.

The mindscape vanishes from around us. A battlefield riddled with countless dead appears as far as our eyes can behold. Smoke and death hang heavy in the air and above it all a figure a figure in armor of ebony bone which glows as scarlet fire flies. Screams fill my ears and the scents of war weave a tapestry that is as new now as it was the day that I experienced it. Wailing and terror grows, as before us the winged figure descends upon the field. Her blades as pitch are scythes through new grain. Her derision can be felt across the battlefield as she hurls ancient curses at the armies that battle her alone. She pauses as a golden figure appears before her. It's blades meet hers. Cracks appear across the horizon. Tremors tear the scene in two and it shatters. We are now above a sea tossed by violent storms. The spray fills me with vigor and the tang of salt clings to me as an old friend in need. Iron clouds spill icy tears. Lights both gold and scarlet clash in the darkness. The scene shudders and vanishes. In the darkness we stand lifeless void surrounds us. Two figures one glowing scarlet the other gold. Worlds spring up from nothing. Color chases away void. Life chases emptiness into an abyss of no return. The gold turns to the red and takes her into his embrace as the scene melts. Scenes begin to meld together almost faster than the eye can see. These two figures seated atop rich jeweled thrones. Laughter echoing. The two of them smiling as they do battle side by side two gleaming knives in her hands. Him presenting her with armor of light and her presenting him with intricate armor of ebony bones. Arguments that shake the heavens and earth. Armies dying as these two stand opposite each other tears in their eyes. Finally, the scenes slow. These two stand alone in the dark. "Nath please." Her voice is so rich. So powerful. So filled with the pain of love betrayed. Tears fall freely from her emerald eyes. "I have no the strength to stop them." "Where is your passion. Your fire?" "It died when our love did. "You cannot believe that." "I'm afraid I do." The figure of gold waves his hands and before them appear the intricately carved gates which exude terrible power. They open as if sensing that they will have new flesh to consume. Nath pushes her forward and through the door. In his hands appear the armor she gave him. After the slightest of pauses he tosses the armor after her. Those accursed gates slam shut and are gone. "Goodbye my light." He turns a single tear sliding down his face. Everything fades away. Winter appears across from you a bloodied knife yet still gleaming knife in his hand. He tosses it to the ground. The scene evaporates and the ruined mindscape reappears around us. I fall to my knees. My body is wracked with sobs and agony. I cannot even look at Fadran. "Now you know."

We could do it I suppose. Mind you it does not only have to be Roshar. We can get the whole Cosmere in on it.

Fadran's words strike a deep blow tearing into my already festering wound. The utter torment boils up and tears pour down my cheeks. Hopelessness settles in bringing a chill to my flesh. I set my jaw and tug on the bond between Fadran and myself. I pull him into the realm between realms. We stand in the ruins of my mindscape. Devestation surrounds us and my age finally shows. My strength is gone. I stand with weakness carved into me for all to see. An aura of raw sorrow flies from my every cell. Loneliness rears its head and forms a body almost separate from my own. I look into Fadran's eyes all of my emotion leaks out. When I speak all is known. "I loved once. For 2 millennia I loved. Now that love is gone. I know what you saw, but you did not see it all let me show you." From the depths memories ascend they surround Fadran and pull him in. I extend my mindscape just enough that Queen can hear what is being said and witnessed in this other plane.

Well it is project to do on this thread which involves many sharders. It prevents things from getting spammy.

A song to the tune of jingle bell rocks for us to present to Brandon. Here is what we have so far: Cremling shells Kaladin smells Chiri chiri laid an egg. Rock broke open a keg. The Lopen ate some chowda, with some spicy powda. That's the radiant way! Hey! Stormfathers mad Odiums bad Dalinar is Adolins dad!

I weakly call a breeze to carry my words to Queen's ears alone. "I know what you did. It was brave if risky. You might have been trapped in my mind with no way out. You also might have seen things that were meant to remain hidden. Be wary Queen, knowledge is a truly powerful thing. It can guide us, but if abused it can destroy all. I will hold your secrets near, you do the same for what you may have seen some things should not yet be known." My eyes soften. "I have learned loss Queen. I may yet need you to guide me through the dark for I fear that I will be lost in it." I dismiss the winds transmitting my words to Queen's ears alone. "Fadran we must be wary. Winter does not remember us. Something happened to him. He is more dangerous than he was before." I struggle to sit up, but I cannot the agony binds me in place. "Fox, I don't know if you remember the Fellowship, but trust them as you would trust me. They will prove themselves worthy of this trust." @Scarletfox

I look up and see Fox an attack of agony more severe than any that I have ever known strikes my heart. It robs me of breath for a moment and leaves my head spinning. The whole world becomes a blur and tears spill from my eyes. I speak weakly through the disorientation. "I'm alive and so are you. That is what matters. Where is Queen?" My hands tremble and in moments they are empty as something drops to the ground.

It will only work though if there is something to send.

You're asking me. It was a group project last year we tweeted it at Brandon. This year I figured that I would message it to him directly on our behalf.

A wave washes over me. The numbness is gone and strange feelings surround me now. I rise up and take in the emotions that have brought me knowledge. In shock I behold Queen's emotions. I can feel their weight and interpret their every detail. Confusion and then respect takes hold as the implications of what she did prevents me from dwelling on anything else. Her secrets have given me life anew. While they are a solution which can only be the seeds to full healing they are a treasure which I will cherish forevermore. Darkness is swept away as again I reside in the less hidden portions of my mind. I carefully hide certain thoughts behind mental shields of my own design. She once said. No. I cannot think of her now. The agony is gnawing away at me. I am ablaze and my rage is the cause. However, I keep it carefully hidden. Tentatively I reach out to Fox. "Fox are you alright." With a mental roar I rocket upward to the thin veil separating slumber from wakefulness. I can feel tears run down my face and the wind on my skin. Pain stabs me and warmth flows around me. I cough and at that moment my eyes fly open. The light blinds me for a moment before weakening slightly for me. My voice is weak, but I whisper "where is Queen?" @Scarletfox @Channelknight Fadran

Cremling shells Kaladin smells Chiri chiri laid an egg. Rock broke open a keg. The Lopen ate some chowda, with some spicy powda. That's the radiant way! Hey! Stormfathers mad Odiums bad Dalinar is Adolins dad! Jingle bell rock.

We are writing the song's verses. Cremling shells Kaladin smells Chiri chiri laid an egg. Rock broke open a keg. The Lopen ate some chowda, with some spicy powda. That's the radiant way!

Chiri chiri laid an egg. Rock broke open a keg.

In the dark I wait. Surrounded on all sides by a numbing festering calm do I lie. The winds that I send out attempt to drive me deeper. The inferno within keeps me afloat. It sustains me in my slumber. Burning desire is a fuel which slakes my thirst. Rish and her powers paw at me attempting to eviscerate me from the fabric of the cosmos. If I had the strength I would curse her and her and her kin. Now all that I can do is fight to stay alive as I dream of the flames reducing her kingdom to ash.

The question is where should we start our collection?

Should we start our cosmere Christmas carols early. We put some together last year.