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The other guards shuffled, looking down. Eri looked toward the lord and smiled. He didn't say a word, but somehow, he didn't have to. Cut out his tongue? Every scrap of metal in the camp had gone soft as lard.
Jarid's own knife lay on the table, twisted and warped-it had stretched thin as he pulled it from his sheath. Jarid's coat flapped, open; it had had silver buttons.
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A young lord of a minor house loyal to Sarand, he had a lean face and large lips. All of the metal in the camp? Don't tell me you believe those campfire tales. The Last Battle? Unrolled there, with pebbles weighting the corners, was a map of Andor.
Bayrd turned back to his stones. Snap, snap, snap. Slate and granite. It had taken work to find suitable sections of each, but Pappil had taught Bayrd to recognize all kinds of stone. The old man had felt betrayed when Bayrd's father had gone off and become a butcher in the city, instead of keeping to the family trade. Soft, smooth slate.
Bumpy, ridged granite. Yes, some things in the world were still solid. Some few things. These days, you couldn't rely on much. Once immovable lords were now soft as,,, well, soft as metal. The sky churned with blackness, and brave men-men Bayrd had long looked up to-trembled and whimpered in the night. An older man, Lord Davies was as close as anyone was to being Jarid's confidant. Not farmer, not queen's soldier. Something is happening. Something wrong. Clouds still churned there.
It seemed like months since Bayrd had seen a clear sky. Our men are starving. The food continues to spoil. The signs-" "She's trying to squeeze us," Jarid said, eyes wide with fervor. Silence, save for Bayrd's stones.
He'd never felt right as a butcher, but he'd found a home in his lord's guard. Cutting up cows or cutting up men, the two were strikingly similar. It bothered him how easily he'd shifted from one to the other. Eri turned. Jarid eyed the guard suspiciously, as if ready to scream out harsher punishment. He wasn't always this bad, was he? Bayrd thought.
He wanted the throne for his wife, but what lord wouldn't? It was hard to look past the name. Bayrd's family had followed the Sarand family with reverence for generations.
Eri strode away from the command post.
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Eri reached to his shoulder and ripped free the badge of the Sarand house guard. He tossed it aside and left the torchlight, heading into the night toward the winds from the north. Most men in the camp hadn't gone to sleep. They sat around firepits, wanting to be near warmth and light.
A few with clay pots tried boiling cuts of grass, leaves, or strips of leather as something, anything, to eat. They stood up to watch Eri go.
Just because things are difficult. Thank you so much for telling me about the problems with every bloody breath you have. We'll take it and resupply.
Her Aes Sedai must be weakened after the stunt they pulled tonight, otherwise she'd have attacked. Other men were standing, lifting quarterstaffs or cudgels. Some went without weapons. They gathered sleeping rolls, hoisted packs of clothing to their shoulders. Then they began to trail out of the camp, their passage silent, like the movement of ghosts. No rattling of chain mail or buckles on armor. The metal was all gone. As if the soul had been stripped from it. All of those mercenaries you reported, Shiv.
Riots, maybe. Elenia will be working against Elayne, of course. Yes, Whitebridge will be perfect. We recruit there, press the men in western Andor to our banner. Go to,,, what's the place called?
The Two Rivers. We should find able hands there. Give me four months, and I'll have an army to be reckoned with.
Enough that she won't dare strike at us with her witches,,," Bayrd held his stone up to the torchlight. The trick to creating a good spearhead was to start outward and work your way in. He'd drawn the proper shape with chalk on the slate, then had worked toward the center to finish the shape. From there, you turned from hitting to tapping, shaving off smaller bits.
He'd finished one side earlier; this second half was almost done. He could almost hear his pappil whispering to him. We're of the stone, Bayrd.
No matter what your father says. Deep down, we're of the stone. More soldiers left the camp. Strange, how few of them spoke.
Jarid finally noticed. He stood up straight and grabbed one of the torches, holding it high. We've seen no game in weeks. Setting snares, perhaps?
I'll stand no more talk of spirits or other foolery; the witches are creating apparitions to unnerve us. That's,,, that's what it has to be. Karam was digging in his fallen tent. He came up with a small bundle. Karam glanced at Lord Jarid, then lowered his eyes and began to tie a coin pouch at his waist. He stopped and laughed, then emptied it.
The gold coins inside had melted into a single lump, like pigs' ears in a jar. Karam pocketed this lump. He fished in the pouch and brought out a ring. The blood-red gemstone at the center was still good. I'm,,, I'm sorry. Bayrd found himself surprised. Lord Karam and Lord Jarid had been friends from childhood. Lord Davies went next, running after Karam. Was he going to try to hold the younger man back? No, he fell into step beside Karam. They vanished into the darkness.
No man will give you, or any member of your Houses, shelter or succor for ten generations! Only one step left, the smoothing. A good spearhead needed some smoothing to be dangerous. He brought out another piece of granite he'd picked up for the purpose and carefully began scraping it along the side of the slate. Seems I remember this better than I'd expected, he thought as Lord Jarid continued to rant. There was something powerful about crafting the spearhead.
The simple act seemed to push back the gloom. There had been a shadow on Bayrd, and the rest of the camp, lately. As if,,, as if he couldn't stand in the light no matter how he tried.
He woke each morning feeling as if someone he'd loved had died the day before. It could crush you, that despair. But the act of creating something-anything-fought back. We provide direct download link for this book for every one of our subscribers. When Robert Jordan died in , all feared that these concluding scenes would never be written. But working from notes and partials left by Jordan, established fantasy writer Brandon Sanderson stepped in to complete the masterwork. The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass.
What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the Shadow. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time. File Size: English Pages: Robert Jordan Publisher: Tor Books January 8, Share this article:. Post a Comment. Popular Posts. We provide direct download link We provide direct download Download Strengths Finder 2.
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