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Brandon Sanderson

The Hero of Ages

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    Watch over them for me.
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    Kelsier's dream finally came true.

    At the center of the flowers, he found two people. Vin lay wearing her customary mistcloak, shirt, and trousers. Elend was in a brilliant white uniform, complete with cape. They were holding hands as they lay amid the flowers.

    And they were both dead.

    Sobbing

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    I let him go long ago, she thought, stroking his face. At the Well of Ascension. Allomancy brought him back to me for a time.

    She didn't feel the pain or terror that she had known before, when she'd thought him dead. This time, she felt only peace. These last few years had been a blessing—an extension. She'd given Elend up to be his own man, to risk himself as he wished, and perhaps to die. She would always love him. But she would not cease to function because he was gone.

    SOBBING

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    The axe took off Elend's head.

    NOOOO

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    "In the end, they will kill us," Elend said, voice loud, ringing in the cavern. "But first, they shall fear us!"
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    Better to trust and be betrayed, Kelsier seemed to whisper. It had been one of the Survivor's mottos. Better to love and be hurt.
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    Ruin walked across the room, circling Yomen in a leisurely stroll. The obligator king stood, still meeting Vin's eyes. If he could see Ruin, he didn't show it. Instead, he waved to a guard, who opened a side door, leading in several obligators in gray robes. They seated themselves on a bench across the room from Vin.

    I feel like he can talk to Vin because of her earing

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    The cavern was dark. He stumbled through it, pushing his way past shelves and furniture, making his way along the wall, moving with a desperation that warned him that his time was short. His body wasn't working right anymore—he had pushed it too far, and he no longer had pewter.

    He was glad for the darkness. As he finally stumbled against Sazed's machine, he knew that he would have been horrified to see what the flames had done to his arms.

    Groaning quietly, he felt for and found the lever—or, through numb hands, what he hoped was the lever. His fingers no longer worked. So, he simply threw his weight against it, moving the gears as required.

    Then he slid down to the ground, feeling only cold and dark.

    Damn it Spook. It can't end like this

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    Power can be a terrible thing. . . .
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    And she recognized his face.

    Reen.

    What the actual FUCK?

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