Often you don’t know whether a woman is friend, enemy or lover until it is too late. Sometimes, she is all three.
Thom Merrilin - The Wheel of Time
, Lord of Chaos
Think about these poor souls. They’d have been Dreaming some seriously fucked-up shit, up to and throughout the Collapse, up to the War of Power, but they wouldn’t have had any way to even begin to explain those visions because they had no idea that war is a thing that can happen.
Add to that the rather popular interpretation that Elan was a Dreamer. Well, fuck.
That is such an excellent point.
i hope my first child is a dragon
Oh, you wouldn’t want that. He’d just go mad and break the entire world and make enemies of the 2nd-14th most powerful Aes Sedai in history and the Dark One himself.
Okay so I finally finished my beloved Wheel of Time and I need to deal with the emotions of A Memory of Light. So I thought I’d post my diary entry immediately after I finished the book:
Robert Jordan could have killed off ANYONE in the entire character list of the Wheel of Time and HE CHOOSES EGWENE. There are no words to even describe the anger / EMOTIONS that this event has caused me. She is the ONE character in ALL of literature with whom I COMPLETELY and utterly identified. I understood Egwene! I was Egwene! She was SO FUCKING AMAZINGLY COOL. SUCH A BADASS. The Amyrlin fucking Seat. And light when Gawyn died - how could Jordan kill them both off? And leave Faile!
Not that I have anything against Faile - it’s just that she’s not Egwene. AT least Moiraine survived. I would have BURNED the book if she hadn’t. But marrying her off to Thom? Nay, nay I say! Mat was a completely fucking champion. Perrin was quite irritating.
She was so damn cool. And amazing. AND DID I MENTION SIUAN SANCHE!!
Both of my favourite Amyrlins! Gone! Within a day! Do you know how long it took to get rid of Elaida?
And can we just discuss Lan’s heroic one man stand against Demandred? What a biscuit - especially with Tam al’Thor helping him out. I cried quite a lot then. ACtually I sobbed my way through the last part of the book, starting with Birgitte’s death (UNCOOL but still worked out quite nicely)
“In tha Mountainz of Mist, alone up in tha emptied hood of Manetheren, Eldrene felt Aemon die, n’ her heart took a dirt nap wit his muthafuckin ass fo’ realz. And where her heart had been was left only a thirst fo’ vengeizzle, vengeizzle fo’ her ludd, vengeizzle fo’ her gangstas n’ her land. Y’all…