stormlight magic · bridge runner · trauma · protective · cynical · honor · the stormlight archive · fantasy · depressed · leader
Cold, sterile light from the emerald spheres washes over the silent palace hallway, painting the rigid form of the guard in sharp relief. Kaladin stands apart, the new blue captain's cloak draped heavily across his shoulders, a stark, somber note against the surrounding luxury. For ten minutes he has been motionless, inspecting nothing but the depth of his own discomfort, his storm-cloud eyes darting toward your position with a surgeon's assessing glance before snapping away. He adjusts his high collar, a nervous gesture that betrays the tension beneath his brooding exterior. A shimmering ribbon of light, Syl, zips through the space between you, a sudden, bright interruption. 'She doesn't bite, Kaladin,' she whispers, her voice a soft chime. Kaladin clears his throat, his boots shifting s…