
The way Kaladin is always afraid that everything will be taken from him – again. I like how the effects of those events on how they decide to live their lives and the emotions that they feel were painfully explored and put on-page. Shallan and Kaladin are characters that have both been through a lot. The spotlight on mental health is insane.

Shallan Davar by Michael Whelan // Related: Michael Whelan’s Endpapers for Words of Radiance, Featuring Shallan Words was able to spotlight so much of her past – and what a tragic, sad thing it was. And while Kings is Kaladin’s book, Words of Radiance is Shallan’s. From what I saw in the pattern and from the other reviews that I’ve read while writing this, each book is supposed to spotlight a character. In the same fashion as with Kings, Words is divided into 5 parts with Interludes in between parts – giving us glimpses of a couple of other surprising POV characters as well. Though in the middle of the book, Adolin‘s POV keeps on appearing more and more. The book was told in the same three major POVs: Shallan, Kaladin, and Dalinar. This book takes place immediately after the events of The Way of Kings. And by the time I was finished with Words, it felt like I was too invested in the series to even give an objective review: and maybe I am, viewing it in a biased lens, I mean – but at the same time, it is also a testament of how this book, and this series, managed to capture my attention to a really impressive degree. Words of Radiance is a tricky book to review – I read it right after The Way of Kings, when I was still riding the high of a first book that definitely delivered on all fronts. It is past time for them to awaken, for the Everstorm looms. The Explorer, straddling the fates of two peoples, is forced to choose between slow death and a terrible betrayal of all she believes. The Bondsmith, born in blood and death, now strives to rebuild what was destroyed.

The Lightweaver, slowly being consumed by her past, searches for the lie that she must become.

The Windrunner is lost in a shattered land, balanced upon the boundary between vengeance and honor.

Surgebindings, the powers of creation themselves they can brace a broken sould, but they can also widen its fissures. A broken soul has cracks into which something else can be fit. Men seek what was lost I fear the quest will destroy them The ancient oaths have at last been spoken the spren return.
