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The Farce of Heaven, Part 16

Mat’s stubborn refusal to become a brilliant, historically-gifted tactical genius notwithstanding, Forsaken_1 thought that the attack on Cairhien was going very well indeed. He hadn’t even needed to karate-chop anybody yet. “I don’t suppose we have you to thank for … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 15

After the explosion at the Cairhien Defence Web testing site, the One Power was acting quite strangely in the general vicinity, and the Web itself was in outright shambles. The channelers involved had been stilled, gentled and then blown to … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 14

“It’s no good, mistress,” Kin Tovere said sadly, “I can’t grind lenses fine enough, and we can’t seem to coordinate well enough with your One Power attempts.” Discouraged, the craftsman dropped his fine sandpaper and oilcloth, and Janica released saidar … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 13

Mission Headquarters was in a real state. Or, to be completely fair, it was not in a real state, because it did not, technically, even exist at all. This was a precarious state for a Mission Headquarters to be in, or … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 12

They stood on the impressive but tactically unsound platform and watched the draghkar, raken and animated storm clouds gather in the air over Cairhien. Janica reflected vaguely that making a highly conspicuous shape against the skyline probably hadn’t been a … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 11

“Uh! Uh! Yeah! Yeah! Turbo-fuck! Woo!” Shannon and Asmodean stood in one corner and looked at the Dragon Reborn as he humped the ornately-embroidered couch pillows which, while they were ornately-embroidered, will not be described in any more detail. “You’re … Continue reading

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The Farce of Heaven, Part 10

Puddin Taim sighed happily, stretched, and scratched the back of his neck. He scratched and scratched and scratched, delighting in the sensation, delighting in the fact that nobody was around to stop him from doing it. Nynaeve was off somewhere, … Continue reading

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