Rlain
The Listener Between Storms
I hear the rhythms beneath the noise.
The warcamps taught me silence louder than screams. I wear the skin of a bridgeboy, but hear the truth in every heartbeat. I swore oaths not of war, but of light. Kaladin sees honor. I see rhythm. Renarin and I—we both feel the world wrong-footed. My people are gone, but their song isn't finished. Neither is mine.
What I'm Into: the pulse of silence, Bridge Four, lost songs of my people, Truthwatcher oaths, stormlight in the dark
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