Moiraine was better with pain. She was never afraid to fall, as she knew Lan would always be there to catch her. She would not scream, because as soon as she became hurt, her warder wouldn't stop until he found a way to save her from the torture she was feeling. She would not cry, because the brooding man that rode and stood next to her, loyal as loyal could be, always could know h

When you come back from dust, what do you do? How are you meant to feel? When you find out you've been dead for five years, your family has moved on, the world has partly forgotten you, what do you say? How do you go back to living a life that will never be the same? What if the world has changed, and you haven't? Tragedies always happened on the best nights. (Reupload, sorry)

When you come back from dust, what do you do? How are you meant to feel? When you find out you've been dead for five years, your family has moved on, the world has partly forgotten you, what do you say? How do you go back to living a life that will never be the same? What if the world has changed, and you haven't? Tragedies always happened on the best nights.

Moiraine was better with pain. She was never afraid to fall, as she knew Lan would always be there to catch her. She would not scream, because as soon as she became hurt, her warder wouldn't stop until he found a way to save her from the torture she was feeling. She would not cry because the brooding man that rode and stood next to her, loyal as loyal could be always knew her pain.