Changes in Time
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Chapter 20: on the way home
A small group was running through cities, towns, fields. That group consisted of Moiraine, Egwene, Mat, Rand, Min, Faile, and Perrin. Lan was stretched out lying down on Moiraines coat, which was attached to two sticks. This little contraption was strung between Rand and Egwene's horses, since they decided the two of them would be the ones to get rid of the weave. There was a bandage over his right side, a wound that couldn't be healed until he was released from the weaves; not that it mattered, it was almost healed anyway.
Egwene had decided, along with Rand, that first, they needed to do each side of the weave at the same time, and second, they would do it just before they entered the White Tower.
It had taken them a day and a half to reach Chachin, and they predicted they would enter the tower on the forth day. It was the third day now, and the Tar Valon was in site. Of course it was viewable from along ways away.
The next day, the fourth day, they were inside Tar Valon, making their way to the White Tower. The bustle there was less than usual, it seemed everyone was out celebrating. They moved along easily.
"Rand, I think we should do it now," Egwene said, gesturing to Lan.
"Are you ready?"
"If you are, I am."
"I'm ready."
"1...2..." Egwene started embracing Saidar, and Rand Saidan. "3!"
They started weaving the intricate flows that made up the weave, dodging weaves made for Saidan, having to go over, under, around. Finally, the weave ended leaving both of them panting.
"Did we do it?"
Lan stirred, not yet waking.
They sighed, and heard Moiraine sigh too. They continued onward, and were soon at the Towers gate.
"oh light!" Nynaeve said as pain shot through her.
"What?"
She grabbed Elayne. "Its started!"
Elayne gasped and dragged Nynaeve over to her rightful room, and took her into the room she was to give birth in.
Once inside the stable-yard, Egwene had Lan set down on the ground. Then she stood over him and shook him awake.
"Lan wake up!"
He stirred and blinked open his eyes staring at her. "Where are we?"
"The Tower!"
"Did we win the battle?"
"Yes! But you must go see Nynaeve, NOW!"
Lan jumped up and swaying he ran towards the inner Tower.
"LAN! YOU DON'T KNOW THE WAY!" Egwene shouted stumbling after him.
He let her catch up, leaning against the wall. "Which way?"
"Right!" He grabbed her hand and ran down the hallway, still sometimes stumbling.
Egwene wasn't to fond of being bumped around, therefore she wove a small floating platform of air to stay on while Lan dragged her, having her give directions. Finally, they stopped in front of Nynaeve's door.
Hi everyone! IT would be soo kind if someone reviewed. The next chapter MIGHT BE the last....maybe.....but I might do a sequel...and just put them togheter and wata you got...bibity bobity boo! Don't ask.....so tahnks and please review!
Got news....I DON'T OWN THE WOT
Chapter 20: on the way home
A small group was running through cities, towns, fields. That group consisted of Moiraine, Egwene, Mat, Rand, Min, Faile, and Perrin. Lan was stretched out lying down on Moiraines coat, which was attached to two sticks. This little contraption was strung between Rand and Egwene's horses, since they decided the two of them would be the ones to get rid of the weave. There was a bandage over his right side, a wound that couldn't be healed until he was released from the weaves; not that it mattered, it was almost healed anyway.
Egwene had decided, along with Rand, that first, they needed to do each side of the weave at the same time, and second, they would do it just before they entered the White Tower.
It had taken them a day and a half to reach Chachin, and they predicted they would enter the tower on the forth day. It was the third day now, and the Tar Valon was in site. Of course it was viewable from along ways away.
The next day, the fourth day, they were inside Tar Valon, making their way to the White Tower. The bustle there was less than usual, it seemed everyone was out celebrating. They moved along easily.
"Rand, I think we should do it now," Egwene said, gesturing to Lan.
"Are you ready?"
"If you are, I am."
"I'm ready."
"1...2..." Egwene started embracing Saidar, and Rand Saidan. "3!"
They started weaving the intricate flows that made up the weave, dodging weaves made for Saidan, having to go over, under, around. Finally, the weave ended leaving both of them panting.
"Did we do it?"
Lan stirred, not yet waking.
They sighed, and heard Moiraine sigh too. They continued onward, and were soon at the Towers gate.
"oh light!" Nynaeve said as pain shot through her.
"What?"
She grabbed Elayne. "Its started!"
Elayne gasped and dragged Nynaeve over to her rightful room, and took her into the room she was to give birth in.
Once inside the stable-yard, Egwene had Lan set down on the ground. Then she stood over him and shook him awake.
"Lan wake up!"
He stirred and blinked open his eyes staring at her. "Where are we?"
"The Tower!"
"Did we win the battle?"
"Yes! But you must go see Nynaeve, NOW!"
Lan jumped up and swaying he ran towards the inner Tower.
"LAN! YOU DON'T KNOW THE WAY!" Egwene shouted stumbling after him.
He let her catch up, leaning against the wall. "Which way?"
"Right!" He grabbed her hand and ran down the hallway, still sometimes stumbling.
Egwene wasn't to fond of being bumped around, therefore she wove a small floating platform of air to stay on while Lan dragged her, having her give directions. Finally, they stopped in front of Nynaeve's door.
Hi everyone! IT would be soo kind if someone reviewed. The next chapter MIGHT BE the last....maybe.....but I might do a sequel...and just put them togheter and wata you got...bibity bobity boo! Don't ask.....so tahnks and please review!