The Grey Tower

I'd like to dip a toe back into the writing waters, ideally with someone who can be both patient and active this weekend coming.

I'm open to anything involving Elia, Ravak, or Zarayne.

Sorry, I've not really come back from Shara. I'm transcribing all of the interviews from my experiment in November, and it's genuinely looking like I'll still be transcribing into the New Year.

I'm effectively on hiatus until December. I'm running experiments at work for the next two weeks, critical to my research and PhD. It's already stressing me out, and it's going to sap my energy completely.

Ravak Oh, just the three greats. That's great. Whilst Ravak had grasped the theory behind Miahala's age, the practical outcomes weren't quite so numerous at the Tower. But a great-great-great-granddaughter, in the flesh. That was like trying to imagine Kaira's granddaughter's granddaughter. His hea...

Farah Farah didn't flinch in response to Maryn's question, but she did draw in a deep breath before answering. "I'll be coming up to my twenty-first anniversary in Hama Valon in a few months." She capped that with a shorter, somewhat sulky sigh. Had she never been discovered , Farah would...

Ravak Ravak smiled at his wife and son. "Ah, so I will be fed," he jested. "How fortuitous. There was no room for trail rations what with Mister Laughter over here." Rav lightly ruffled Iain's hair, which only added to the laughing. The stable was in sight now. Ravak shifted the...

Zarayne "There is no debt," Zarayne repeated with a smile. "You do not owe me anything. I am a Sister of the Yellow Ajah; the fact that I've been able to help you is payment enough." "As for patience, you will have to learn to be patient yourself." Her smile turned to ...

Ravak Ravak made a noise in his throat that was half-agreement and half-amusement. Even when Iain was being 'hosted' by someone else, it would take less than a second for disaster to strike, forcing him to rush to the rescue. Parenting was a full-time occupation. Fortunately, the payoff was worth i...

Farah Farah had been, was , a poor channeller, but her twenty years in white hadn't been a complete waste of time. She understood the difference between seeing a weave as it was woven and seeing a weave some time afterwards. Reading Residues . She didn't know if how rare a Talent it was, but 'fairl...

Ravak Papa was preparing all of the things that were required when going anywhere with a young child. If he was just getting things packed for himself and his wife, he could have slapped two saddles on the horses and left it at that. It was just a short trip, right? Aside from his cloak and swords,...