Kaelen looked up. A shadowy rift was tearing across the sky, swallowing the violet light. This wasn't a natural eclipse. He realized with a jolt of terror that he wasn't just watching a weather event; he was witnessing a opening—a doorway between worlds.
"The light is a gift!" the Prelate shouted. "To hoard it is to invite the Void!" Hoarding is exactly what I plan to do, Kaelen thought. Arcanum ilimitado - Brandon Sanderson.epub
As the violet light intensified, Kaelen felt the familiar hum in his bones. The Star-Sliver began to pulse. But something was wrong. Instead of a steady glow, the gem turned a jagged, obsidian black. Kaelen looked up
He pulled a cracked gemstone from his pocket. It was a , a rare focal point that could pull Investiture directly from the air without a glass trap. If he could charge it during the height of the Dimming, he could flash-step across the city and vanish before the Spires’ guards even knew their treasury had been breached. He realized with a jolt of terror that
Kaelen gripped his darkened gem. He had come to steal a few coins. Instead, he might have to figure out how to steal the sky back.
On Vela, everything was a trade. The twin suns, Solis and Luna, didn’t just provide warmth—they provided Investiture . As they dipped toward the horizon during the "Dimming," the sky bled a violet hue, and the people of the High Spires held up glass spheres to catch the fading rays.
The air grew cold—impossibly cold for a world with two suns.