Saturday, December 1, 2012

Wheel of Time Reread: The Dragon Reborn part 2

The Dragon Reborn: chapters 5 - 9


Chapter 5: Nightmares Walking
    • First, I really like this chapter! The fight scene is amazing, and who doesn't love a battle with wolves! There's a lot going on that helps define the character as well.
    • The Battle:
      • The door to Moiraine's hut burst open and Ln dashed out, sword in had and shouting, "Trollocs! Wake, for your lives! Trollocs!" Shouts answered him as men began to tumble from their huts, garbed for sleep, which for most meant not at all, but with swords ready.
        • I know it's childish but the fact that they all run out of their hut/tents to fight Trollocs wearing their underclothes if anything--except for Lan who is always fully clothed--and their swords still makes me chuckle. What a sight!
        • The Halfman started toward him, slowly, confident that fear held him in a snare. It moved like a snake, unlimbering a sword so black only the burning trees made it visible. "Cut one leg of the tripod,"it said softly, "and all fall down."Its voice sounded like dry-rotted leather crumbling.
        • Loial wielded a quarterstaff the size of a fence rail, the whirling timber marking a space no Trolloc entered without falling.
        • "You fought well, blacksmith," Lan said. The Warder raised his still-bloody sword above his head. "Tai'shar Manetheren! Tai'shar Andor!" True blood of Manetheren. True blood of Andor.
      • Wolves:
        • We come, brother. We come, Young Bull.
        • Wolves filled him till he could barely remember being a man. His eyes gathered the light shining golden yellow. And the Halfman stopped its advance as if suddenly uncertain. "Fade," Perrin said roughly, but then a different name cane to him, from the wolves. Trollocs, the Twisted Ones, made during the War of the Shadow from melding men and animals, were bad enough, but the Myrddraal--. "Neverborn!" Young Bull spat. Lip curling back in a snarl, he threw himself at the Myrddraal.
        • Young Bull, with horns of steel that he wielded with his hands, He was one with the wolves, He was a wolf, and any wolf would die a hundred times over to see one of the Neverborn go down. THe Fade fell back before him, its darting blade now trying to deflect his slashes.
        • Hamstring and throat, that was how wolves killed. Young Bull suddenly threw himself to one side and dropped to a knee, axe slicing across the back of the Halfman's knee, It screamed--a bone-burrowing sound to raise his hair at any other time--and fell, catching itself with one hand. The Halfman--the Neverborn--still held its sword firmly, but before it could set itself, Young Bull's axe struck again. Half severed, the Myrddraal's head flopped over to hang down its back; yet still leaning there on one hand, the Neverborn slashed wildly with its sword. Neverborn were always long in dying.
          • Perrin actually refers to himself his as Young Bull. I don't think this happens anywhere else in the series--except in dreams. It could also explain why he is so freaked out later on when we see what could happen to him and why he's so reluctant -annoyingly so--to accept the wolf part of him.
          • When he was with the wolves, it was all so different. He did not have to worry about strangers being afraid of him just because he was big, then. There was no one thinking he was slow-witted just because he tried to be careful. Wolves knew each other even if they had never met before, and with them he was just another wolf.
          • "No!" The Shienarans seemed surprised at the vehemence in Perrin's voice. "They fought for us, and we'll bury them with our dead."
          • I really like how Moiraine heals some of the wolves!
          • Leya, the Tinker woman:
            • He dropped his axe and turned her over gently. Blood covered her face, and her eyes stared up at him, glazed with death. An accusing stare, it seemed to him. "I tried," he told her. "I tried to save you." Her stare did not change. "What else could I have done? It would have killed you if I hadn't killed it!"
          • Rand:
            • "I felt them coming," he said, nearly whispering. "I didn't know what it was, though. They feel like the taint on saidin. And saidin is always there, calling to me, singing to me. By the time I knew the difference, Lan was already  shouting  his warning. If I could only control it, I could have given warning before they were even close. But half the time when I actually manage to touch saidin I don't know what I am doing at all. The flow of it just sweeps me along. I could have given warning, though."
            • "That's right," Rand said bitterly. "I'm not to be trusted. Lews Therin Kinslayer killed everyone close to him. Maybe I'll do the same before I am done."
              • "Pull yourself together, sheepherder,"Lan said harshly. "The whole world rides on your shoulders. Remember you're a man, and do what needs to be done."
              • Rand looked up at the Warder, and surprisingly, all his bitterness seemed to be gone. "I will fight the best I can," he said. "Because there's no one else, and it has to be done, and the duty is mine. I'll fight, but I do not have to like what I've become." He closed his eyes as if going to sleep. "I will fight. Dreams..."
          • Healing:
            • The Aes Sedai's eyes suddenly seemed to be seeing inside him,  seeing through him. He gasped and almost dropped his axe. He could feel the skin on his back crawling, muscles writhing as the knit back together. His shoulder quivered uncontrollably and everything blurred. COld seared him to the bone, then deeper still. He had the impression of moving, falling, flying; he could not tell which, but he felt as if he were  rushing--somewhere, somehow--at great speed, forever. After an eternity the world came into focus again.
              • Interesting, I don't know how many times the actual feeling of healing is talked about other than a shock.
            • The Karaethon Cycle, The Prophecies of the Dragon:
              • "If it were as simple as that," Moiraine said grimly, "I would, one way or anther, but not all in The Karaethon Cycle can be taken at its face. For every thing it says straight out, there are ten that could mean a hundred different things. Do not think you know anything at all of what must be, even if someone has told you the whole of the Prophecies."
            Chapter 6: The Hunt Begins
            • Perrin:
              • "Is this of your making, Moiraine? Did you rein him in until he was so impatient he'd go anywhere, do anything, just to stop sitting still?"
              • "You split hairs and lay false trails, Moiriane." Perrin snorted. "If he is what you say he is, did it never occur to ou that he might know what he has to do better than you?"
              • He knew only bits and pieces of the Prophecies; he had like hearing them even less since Rand had let Moiraine put that banner in his hands. No, it had been before that, even. Since a journey by Portal Stone had convinced him his life was bound to Rands.
                • Interesting to note that it was the Portal Stone journey that has bound Perrin to Rand. Yes, they're friends but it was the PSs that convinced Perrin to stay with Rand.
            • Rand's note:
              • What I do, I do because there is no other way. He is hunting me again, and this time one of us has to die, I think. There is no need for those around me to die, also. Too many have dies for me already. I do not want to die either, and will not, if I can mane it. There are lies in dreams, and death, but dreams hold truth, too.
            • Callandor
              • "You described the hall called the Heart of the Stone, the fortress called the Stone of Tear, as if you had stood in it. And the shining sword is Callandor, the Sword That Is Not a Sword, the Sword That Cannot Be Touched."
              • "Callandor will be but  one fulfillment of The Karaethon Cycle, as his birth on the slopes of Dragonmount was the first. He has yet to break the nations, or shatter the world. Even scholars who have studied the Prophecies or their entire lives do not know how to interpret them all. What does it mean that he 'shall slav his people with the sword of peace, and destroy them with the leaf? What does it mean that he 'shall bind the nine moons to serve him'? Yet these are given equal weight with Callandor in the Cycle. There are others. What 'wounds of madness and cutting hope' has he healed? What chains has he broken, and who put into chains? And some are so obscure that he may already  have fulfilled them, although I am not aware of it. But, no. Callandor is fare from the end of it.
            • Loial:
              • Loial smelled of books and trees as well as worry.
                • I love the fact that Loial smells of books!
            • Min:
              • Once outside, Min hung back for a moment to address Lan with a too sweet smile. "And is there any message you want carried? To Nynaeve, perhaps?"
                • The Warder blinked as if caught off guard, like a horse on three legs. "Does everyone know--?" He regained his balance almost immediately. "If there is anything else she needs to hear from me, I will tell her myself."
                • "Men!" Min muttered at the door. "Too blind to see what a stone could see, and too stubboen to be trusted to think for themselves."
              • Perrin:
                • An Aielman in a cage--Gual
                • A Tuatha'an with a sword--Aram
                • A falcon and a hawk , perching on your shoulder.--Faile and Berelain
              • "One more thing...If you meet a woman--the most you've ever seen--run!"
                • Min is the only one that knows that the beautiful Selene is in fact Lanfear!
              • "Why, Perrin, you must know that I love you."She stood there, watching his mouth work, then spoke slowly and carefully. "Like a brother, you great wooden-headed lummox! The arrogance of men never ceases to amaze me. You all think everything has to do with you, and every woman has to desire you."
            • Favorite Lines:
              • "Rand is gone"-Lan
              • "I will not let them have him."-Moiraine
              • "I will tell you this. Be wary of dreams, Perrin Aybara. Be very wary of dreams."-Moiraine
              • "If there's no safety in Tar Valon, there's not safety anywhere."-Perrin
                • So true!
            • Firsts:
              • Asmodean
              • Be'lal
              • Sammael
              • Rahvin
            Chapter 7: The Way Out of the Mountains
            • Once, three days ater setting out, Moiraine joined them, stretching herself out on the streamside and undoing rows of peral buttons to roll up her sleeves as she asked how the thing was done...Her hands slipped into the water--and a moment later came out with a splash, holding a fat trout that thrashed the surface. She laughed with delight as she tossed it up onto the bank.
              • I've always found this funny but I'm pretty sure that Moiraine used some kind of trick to catch the fish!
            • "I doubt she sees it that way. First she had to put up with Rand arguing with her all the time, and now you're ready to take over for him. As a rule, Aes Sedai do not let anyone argue with them i expect she means to have us back in the habit of doing what she says by the time we reach the first village."-Lioal
            • Favorite Lines:
              • The Warder had a hundred signs, it seemed to Perrrin, and Moiraine knew them all.
                • I don't know why I like this line but I do!
            Chapter 8: Jarra
            • For an instant Perrin's nose caught another odor, one he could not identify, a faint trail that raised the hair on the back of his neck with its vileness. Then it was gone. But he was sure something had passed that way, something--wrong.He scrubbed at his nose as if to rub away the memory of it. That can't be Rand. Light, even if he has gone made, that can't be him. Can it?
              • He smells a Gray Man.
            • Rand's Trail:
              • "We've had a lifetime of weddings. A plague of them. All in the last two days. There isn't a woman old enough to speak the betrothal remains unmarried, not in the whole village, not for a mile in any direction...we've had marriages day and night. Why, nobody's had any sleep at all hardly."-Simion
              • "There was aout twenty of them, come day before yesterday. no trouble then. But yesterday...Why, three of them up and announced they weren't Children of the Light anymore. They took off their cloaks and just rode away."-Simion
              • "Not his madness," Moiraine said, "if he is far enough gone yet to be called mad. Perrin, his more strongly ta'veren than anyone since he Age of Legends. Yesterday, in this village, the Pattern...moved, shaped itself around him like clay shaped on a mold. The weddings, the Whitecloaks, these were enough to say Rand had been here, for anyone who knew to listen."
                • "It is said...that there were times when people in the same room with Hawkwing spoke truth when they meant to lie, made decisions they had not even known they were contemplating. Times when every toss of the dice, every turn of the cards, went his way. But only times."-Lan
            • Noam:
              • "Do you think she'll help me? Help my brother, that is? Noam's bad sick, and Mother Roon says she can't do anything."-Simion
              • Noam lifted his head and stared at them silently, without expression. There was nothing at all about him to suggest he was Simion's brother--he had a chin, for one thing, and he was a big man, with heavy shoulders--but that was not what staggered Perrin. Noam stared at them with burnished golden eyes.
              • "He's my brother, but he bit Mother Roon when she tried to hep, and he...he killed a cow. With his teeth."-Simion
              • "Healing is not a simple matter, Simion, and it comes from within as much as from the Healer. There is nothing here that remembers being Noam nothing that remembers being a man. There are no maps remaining to show him the path back, and nothing left to take that path. Noam is gone, Simion."-Moiraine
              • "He will die in here or out there, Simion. Out there, at least he'll be free, and as happy as he can be. He is not your brother anymore, but you're the one who has to decide. You can eave him in here for people to stare at, leave him to stare at the bars of his cage until he pines away. You cannot cage a wolf, Simion, not and expect it to be happy. Or live long."-Perrin
              • "Darkfriends wouldn't care if my brother died in a cage. I suppose she found you soon after it happened. In time to help. I wish she'd come to Jarra a few months ago."-Simion 
            • Favorite Lines:
              • "All men are dangerous."-Moiraine
            Chapter 9: Wolf Dreams
            • Warnings:
              • "Dreams can be dangerous for you, Perrin."-Moiraine
              • "According to her, wolves live partly in this world, and partly in a world of dreams."-Moiraine
              • "The way wolves talk to one another, the way they talk to you, is in some way connected to this world of dreams. I do not claim to understand how...From what I have read of Aes Sedai who had the Talent called Dreaming, Dreamers sometimes spoke of encountering wolves in their dreams, even wolves that acted as guides. I fear you must learn to be as careful sleeping as waking, if you intend to avoid wolves. If that is what you decide to do."
              • "You speak as if you can make all your own choices, Perrin. You are ta'veren, remember...Perhaps, knowing what Rand is, knowing how strongly ta'veren he is, I have paid too little attention to the other two ta'veren I found with him. Three ta'veren in the same village, all born within weeks of one another? That is unheard of. Perhaps you--an Mat--have larger purposes in the Pattern than you, or I, thought."
            • Dreams:
              • Hopper!
                • Run now! You must not be here now. Danger. Great danger. Worse than all the Neverborn. You must go. Go now! Now!
                • He must be talking about Lanfear--or another Forsaken--or is it something else?
                • I'm so glad Hopper returned! Best Wolf EVER!
              • Lanfear:
                • "A black-haired, black-eyed, beautiful woman clothed in white and silver."
                • Abruptly the space seemed to flatten, as if he were suddenly staring at a picture of a room. The flat image appeared to turn sideways, become only a bright vertical line down the middle of blackness. The line flashed white, and was gone, leaving only the dark, blacker than black.
                • I think she Travels here.
            • Rand:
              • Balefire:
                • The Power filled him. Something leaped from his outstretched hands; he was not sure what it was. A bar of white light, solid as steel. Liquid fire. For an instant, in the middle of that something, the dog seemed to become transparent, and then it was gone.
                • Rand learned--or at least used--a very deadly new trick. I believe that the dog was Darkhound.

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