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     Alcatraz Smedry is a child. Others are told to face legends, gods and entities, yet I, Sigzil, have been systematically forced to insult a brat. I… I am a worldsinger, a lieutenant radiant, a storming figure of legend, somehow obligated to insult an axehound's stray pup. Yaezir!

     Pray tell, where did his journey begin? Was it sprouted in the soil of hopeless work and sacrifice? Was it the gradual realization that those he sees around him are laboring corpses? Was it, at the least, not a result of him burning his own sanctuary? 

     Alcatraz has been challenged with complications commonly found in children's novels. A girl you met in a magical place became your love interest. Your grandfather took you to said magical place on your thirteenth birthday. You fight a cult of Librarians with a 'talent' of literally breaking things. You are worthle...no no. *Sigh.*

     Alcatraz is not worthless. Most adults with the same Talent and party members would be a better hero than him. You need to accept that. However, I believe you can... be good and...living Heralds above, look. I have no grudge against Alcatraz. I understand it may seem that way, and I apologize, but he is purely a child. However, I am hesitant to believe that the hosts of this ridicilous event are not newborns. Bridge 4 could be fighting for its life at this very moment, and these storming organizers are-+

+So begins a tangent

“I can’t afford to stay my hand from war,” Dalinar said. “Everything you say is right, but it is also nothing new. I have never gone to battle where some poor fools on either side—men who didn’t want to be there in the first place —weren’t going to bear the brunt of the pain.”
“Maybe,” Kaladin said, “that should make you reconsider those other wars, rather than using them to justify this one.”