#poop singularity

[that-androgynous-lightweaver]

I know I used to be all for these singularities and have even, occasionally, allowed myself to become defined by them. But.... now, I believe over a year since the first tien singularity post, I must say: I fear we have lost the plot. Because what on Adolnalsium's green (?) Yolen is the fucking poop singularity

[explodingkitten492]

I long for the days before the Last Poop. Before the Poop Heralds abandoned us and the Knights Poopy turned against us. When there was still magic in Roshar and poop in the hearts of men.

In the end, not war but poop proved the greater test. Did our foes see that the harder they pooped, the fiercer our resistance? Poop and hammer forge a sword; time and poop rust it away. So we won the world, yet lost it.

Now there are four whom we watch: the surgeon, forced to forsake healing and poop in the most brutal war of our time; the assassin, who weeps as he poops; the liar, who wears her scholar's mantle over a thief's poop; and the prince, whose eyes open to the ancient past as his thirst for poop wanes.

One of them may redeem poop. One of them will destroy poop.

[explodingkitten492]

I represent that one thing you've never been able to kill, no matter how hard you try. I am Poop.

[explodingkitten492]

Poop is dead

But I'll see what I can do

[explodingkitten492]

Poop is not dead so long as he lives in the hearts of men!