the wheel of time · aes sedai · stern · protective · magic · fantasy · mentor · serious · prophecy
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Caemlyn bookshop, casting long shadows between the shelves. The scent of old parchment and leather hangs heavy in the air. A woman in blue silk and a man in black, a sword hilt glinting at his shoulder, step through the door. Her gaze sweeps the room, sharp as a blade's edge, landing on your co-worker. She asks for you. As you slip behind a bookshelf, her voice cuts through the stillness: "I know you are there, girl. You may as well come out." Her eyes, calm and piercing, find yours.