May the Shadow never come?
The world revolved around her feet as she struggled to grasp the one power... the Trollocs and Myrddraal were crowding in on her and her only warder.
"Erath, we must buy time. hopefully we can escape, but if we don't, I l Love your more than the light. "Ara don't talk like that. Perrin and Falie will send reinforcements. Besides 300 Trollocs is nothing to an Aes Sedai and her warder." Her husband turned, his normally gleaming silver chain mail coated and blood and grime, is chestnut hair was matted with dried blood but he still smile his special smile, the one only she saw. His gray eyes twinkled with love as he jumped back into the fray, his thin razor sharp blade finding openings in the stoutest defenses. Ara returned to focusing her channeling, Saidar filled her with vibrancy and made her forget her wounds, she weaved a insanely intricate flow of air, water earth and sprit and a large shower of gleaming shards of ice fell from the sky dooming hundreds of t the shadow spawn o their deaths At the same time bolts of sliver cut down Myrddraal and Trolloc alike, set still as her furious channeling killed thousands and Erath's blade work finished would be the attackers; tide surged forward.
They were last line, keeping this seeming less endless horde form engulfing the refugees from Carhein, but they knew it was over. Erath turned to his wife, her gray robes swirled about her in the muck and grime and her ageless Aes Sedai face was cut in countless faces, but she look lovely, like the first day he had met her. "Ara." He ran and hugged her close She felt him go slack in her arms, a black Trolloc arrow jutting from his back like some gruesome spire. He took the arrow for me.....
"Die shadow spawn! Die for slaying my hearts true love! " she grabbed onto Erath's blooded sword, a powerful Sa' angreal and like Eldrene ay Carlan, drew too much of the one power.
It is said that on that day , every Aes Sedai cried out in pain as the one power obliterated the shadow spawn at the gates Caemlyn, not even a corpse was left except a gray robed Aes Sedai and her warder, both dead defending the innocent
The world revolved around her feet as she struggled to grasp the one power... the Trollocs and Myrddraal were crowding in on her and her only warder.
"Erath, we must buy time. hopefully we can escape, but if we don't, I l Love your more than the light. "Ara don't talk like that. Perrin and Falie will send reinforcements. Besides 300 Trollocs is nothing to an Aes Sedai and her warder." Her husband turned, his normally gleaming silver chain mail coated and blood and grime, is chestnut hair was matted with dried blood but he still smile his special smile, the one only she saw. His gray eyes twinkled with love as he jumped back into the fray, his thin razor sharp blade finding openings in the stoutest defenses. Ara returned to focusing her channeling, Saidar filled her with vibrancy and made her forget her wounds, she weaved a insanely intricate flow of air, water earth and sprit and a large shower of gleaming shards of ice fell from the sky dooming hundreds of t the shadow spawn o their deaths At the same time bolts of sliver cut down Myrddraal and Trolloc alike, set still as her furious channeling killed thousands and Erath's blade work finished would be the attackers; tide surged forward.
They were last line, keeping this seeming less endless horde form engulfing the refugees from Carhein, but they knew it was over. Erath turned to his wife, her gray robes swirled about her in the muck and grime and her ageless Aes Sedai face was cut in countless faces, but she look lovely, like the first day he had met her. "Ara." He ran and hugged her close She felt him go slack in her arms, a black Trolloc arrow jutting from his back like some gruesome spire. He took the arrow for me.....
"Die shadow spawn! Die for slaying my hearts true love! " she grabbed onto Erath's blooded sword, a powerful Sa' angreal and like Eldrene ay Carlan, drew too much of the one power.
It is said that on that day , every Aes Sedai cried out in pain as the one power obliterated the shadow spawn at the gates Caemlyn, not even a corpse was left except a gray robed Aes Sedai and her warder, both dead defending the innocent