The Grey Tower

"I can't channel," she heard the boyish voice say aloud. And that gave way to the intrusive thoughts always chipping at her skin. She couldn't channel either, but that was simply because her education had not progressed that far yet. The logic of that thought clashed against the negativity making ...

"I can't channel," she heard the boyish voice say aloud. And that gave way to the intrusive thoughts always chipping at her skin. She couldn't channel either, but that was simply because her education had not progressed that far yet. The logic of that thought clashed against the negativity making ...

The irritation was but a flicker of the feelings flooding through his old heart. The young were always trouble. There was no thought, no consideration, his feet let him forward. With visibly withered hands, the man lowered his hood. A withered face remained, tired, burdened, but with a determination ...

" 'Repetition, that's how you train your mind, "

Senna began the first movement, much of her attempt visually looked correct, until it did not. For those watching the Novice, she really was doing everything right, until she did not. But the Novice did not seem to show any hesitation in her ...

"Stop" the old man's voice called out, a thread of anger giving his tone obvious displeasure. "We will not use authority to lay claim on the sacrifices of others. If the child was brave enough to speak out as she did, we will not betray her trust." There was no hate in the Asha'man's eyes, but the ...

Once he had been the First Selector, head of the Blue Ajah. But he had made many a friend in his era, and a few of those had been experts on the production and use of Ter'angreal. And as M'Hael, he had used the position to further educate himself on the matter, not only for the sake of community ...

There was no question in regards to the girl's intent, Senna standing there alone, a bit apart from the rest, the youth grasping tightly to the makeshift club in her hand. She looked down at the makeshift weapon, a look of deep thought painted on her face. The weapon was a thing that would likely ...

Cold grey eyes regarded the younger folk before him, dry lips still and silent. Their words stirred feelings in his heavy heart, the tones in their voices, the life in their eyes. The old man was taking care to listen, he tool care to watch, and most importantly, he knew to wait. In his mind, he ...

"Aes Sedai, I'm sorry, I'm just not sure how better to describe it." Senna said in a softer voice, a hesitant tone, with a near undertone of questioning fear. The Novice looked to the floor instead of the Aes Sedai before her, get beaten enough times, you learn your place. The silence stretched as ...

Unbeknownst to the Novice, the wheel had a tendency to spin her threat in odd unexpected ways, or so the child deep within liked to believe. Often, she found herself to be the very literal opponent towards her own personal goals and self interests. She made mistakes, more than the rest. She was ...