From #1 New York Times bestselling author Brandon Sanderson, who completed Robert Jordan’s bestselling Wheel of Time? sequence, come a Mistborn adventure which combines ancient magic, a dangerous faction operating from he shadows, political intrigue and magical, martial-arts action.
The Bands of Mourning are the mythical metal minds once owned by the Lord Ruler, said to grant anyone who wears them the same powers that the Lord Ruler had at his command.
Hardly anyone thinks they really exist.
Until a kandra researcher returns to Elendel with images that seem to depict the Bands, as well as writings in a language that no one can read. Unable to resist the mystery, Waxillium Ladrian is recruited to travel south to the city of New Seran to investigate . . . and along the way discovers hints that point to the true goals of his uncle Edwarn and the shadowy organization known as The Set . . .
‘Sanderson is astonishingly wise’ Orson Scott Card
‘Fast, smart dialog and an abundance of exciting action keep the pages turning’ Library Journal
‘Part Sherlock Holmes, Part X-Men, this exciting stand-alone adventure is full of close shaves, shootouts, and witty banter’ Publishers Weekly
The Bands of Mourning are the mythical metal minds once owned by the Lord Ruler, said to grant anyone who wears them the same powers that the Lord Ruler had at his command.
Hardly anyone thinks they really exist.
Until a kandra researcher returns to Elendel with images that seem to depict the Bands, as well as writings in a language that no one can read. Unable to resist the mystery, Waxillium Ladrian is recruited to travel south to the city of New Seran to investigate . . . and along the way discovers hints that point to the true goals of his uncle Edwarn and the shadowy organization known as The Set . . .
‘Sanderson is astonishingly wise’ Orson Scott Card
‘Fast, smart dialog and an abundance of exciting action keep the pages turning’ Library Journal
‘Part Sherlock Holmes, Part X-Men, this exciting stand-alone adventure is full of close shaves, shootouts, and witty banter’ Publishers Weekly