When the sun rose into the sky, a burning wind punished my lands, searing the world. And when the moon climbed into the dark of night, a frigid gale pierced our homes.
No matter when it came, the wind carried the same thing... Death.
Before modification by malekithe at 10/12/2010 07:54:42 PM
Will the sparks fly? Will Cadsuane *gasp* finally treat Moiraine with some respect? What will Moiraine think of how Cadsuane has handled things? Who is more bullheaded than who?
