SticksandStones

Hi folks! Please feel free to check out my first crack at SA fanfiction: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57846376/chapters/147237433 Summary: During the battle for the Oathgate in Shadesmar, Adolin is mortally wounded. This one small change, just a matter of inches, sets off a series of events that will rewrite the history of Roshar. - In a war between immortal undead and fragments of divinity itself, hope is found in strange places - including the notebook of an artifabrian, the pockets of a surgeon, and the sewing lessons of one little prince. “Darning socks is easy, my little light. There are other things - hearts, and minds, and people - that are far harder to mend. But you have clever hands, and a gentle heart…” “And a needle?” Adolin said, beaming and holding up the little sewing kit in a chubby hand. Evi smiled. “And a needle.” Note: This began as a bit of indulgent hurt/ comfort character exploration, but rapidly became a massive story involving capital punishment, conspiracies, Stormscience experiments, offworld travel, spren politics, and the unforseen effects of simple compassion. It also provides far more concrete consequences for major canonical actions by Dalinar and Adolin. If you are a fan of Adolin, you'll like this! If you want explicit Shakadolin check out “Unraveling”, a series of romantic interludes that fit between various chapters of this story. I kept them separate because this seems to be quite a divisive subject in the fandom, and I wanted to allow people to enjoy the core story regardless of their feelings on this particular pairing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57846376/chapters/147237433 Here is what I have so far. I have a word doc I've been playing with, as well (though it is being a bit grouchy at the moment). Take a look above, if you like what you see, feel free to let me know and you can check out the outline I have for the rest of the story. Like I said, this is spiraling out of control and seems to be careening toward high treason, capital punishment, BAM, spren politics, mucking with investiture, worldhopping, and certain characters from SA and other parts of the Cosmere working out how to flagrantly ignore the rules as written. Our three protagonists are kind of just dragged along on an increasingly absurd ride that none of them really want to be on. So yeah, help!

Hi, folks! I have been working on a Stormlight Archive Fanfiction, and could use a beta reader or two. I am not sure if this is an acceptable place to ask? If not, I will delete as directed! Currently at over 8K and the outline has another 30 or so chapters thus far. I am a first time reader and very much in over my head. Summary: When the battle for the Oathgate in Shadesmar takes a deadly turn, everything starts to unravel - kingdoms, alliances, even families. Now the fate of Roshar depends on a princeling's sewing lessons. “Darning socks is easy, my little light. There are other things - hearts, and minds, and people - that are far harder to mend. But you have clever hands, and a gentle heart…” “And a needle?” Adolin said, beaming and holding up the little sewing kit in a chubby hand. Evi smiled. “And a needle." --- Just to add: this will have a great deal to do with Adolin reviving Maya and the "resurrection" of Deadeyes influencing the attitude of spren toward forming new bonds.