Knife of dreams, here I come!

We rode on the winds of the rising storm,

We ran to the sounds of the thunder.

We danced among the lightning bolts,

and tore the world asunder

–Anonymoues fragment of a poem believed
written near the end of the previou Age,
known by some as the Third Age.
Somtimes attributed to the Dragon
Reborn.

 

 

 

The End

of the Tenth Book of

The Wheel of Time