The same boy appeared at his stirrup. “Lord Perrin!” he shouted. To be heard above cheering now, men and women shouting for joy and relief as the last Trollocs who had not made it out of bow range fell. Not many had, Perrin believed, but he was barely able to think. Faile. The boy tugged at his breeches’ leg. “Lord Perrin! Master al’Vere said to tell you the Trollocs are breaking! And they are shouting ‘Deven Ride’! The men, I mean. I heard them!”
Perrin bent to ruffle the boy’s curlyhair. “What’s your name, lad?”
"Jaim Aybara, Lord Perrin. I’m your cousin, I think. Sort of, anyway."
Perrin squeezed his eyes shut for a moment to keep the tears in. Even when he opened them his hand still trembled on the lad’s head. “Well, Cousin Jaim, you tell your children about today. You tell your grandchildren, your grandchildren’s children.”
"I’m not going to have any," Jaim said stoutly. "Girls are horrible. They laugh at you, and they don’t like to do anything worth doing, and you never understand what they’re saying."
"I think one day you’ll find they’re the opposite of horrible. Some of it won’t change, but that will." Faile.
Jaim looked doubtful, but then he brightened, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Wait til I tell Had Lord Perrin called me cousin!” And he darted away to tell Had, who would have children, too, and all the other boys who would, one day. The sun stood straight overhead. An hour, maybe. It had taken no more than an hour. It felt like a lifetime."
Knit one row a day for a year, matching the yarn color to the color of the sky that day.
Many Ladies wear it this way
You Aren’t Boring I Just Suck At Conversations I’m Sorry: a novel by me
I’m Not Ignoring You I Just Don’t Know What To Say: a sequel by me
I Feel Like I have Nothing Interesting To Say So I Don’t Say Anything At All And I’m Really Sorry Don’t Stop Talking To Me: the trilogy.
I did it! I did the thing!! Based on this post by knifeeared:
imagine semirhage knitting a sweater for asmodean and severely misjudging his size, so it’s way too big for him and the sleeves are way too long, but he wears it because he’s too afraid not to and it’s surprisingly comfy
This got a lot longer than I thought it would.
reblog if you say wheel of time phrases like “time to toss the dice” on a daily basis
I win again, Lews Therin.
I believe that’s my line.
You didn’t win though, did you.
If not this turning of the Wheel, then another. I believed this would be the Age. I hoped so. But it makes no difference. This battle between us has gone on for longer than you can possibly imagine… The ultimate victory of the Great Lord is assured. It is only a matter of… time.
YOUR UNRELENTING FAITH IS REFRESHING, NAE’BLIS. ADVERSARY, THE DAY WILL COME WHEN THE WHEEL IS BROKEN AND YOUR POWER REDUCED TO NOTHING.
You are wrong, Shai’tan! So long as we bar your path, you will not win. There is no darkness so strong that it can not be defeated by the Light!
Only a matter of time, Elan? Time is irrelevant. No matter how many times the Wheel spins us out, to fight this battle, we will win. There will be no eternal nothingness, no endless rest for you. The Father of Lies has promised you just that: lies. You are a fool to believe him!
For being one of the few fandoms that I haven’t witnessed fighting, or putting other people down for liking certain aspects of the story, ships, etc. honestly an feeling so bummed out about being involved in the Teen Wolf and Vampire Diaries fandoms ( and Doctor Who and supernatural too) because there is so much hate that goes on for a variety of reasons (some of it is justified, but it gets to a hostile level) and it is so fucking exhausting and makes me so depressed to see so much hostility directed towards things I love so much. It is a breath of fresh air to go on the Wheel of Time tag and see lovely headcannons, AUs, and role playing interactions. It really brightens my day after seeing so much negativity on my dash. So thank you guys. You rock! :)