Fin.
[OOM: A Wind Dies.]
Out in the woods, a thin line of light brightens and widens into a shining portal from another age (called the Second Age by some) to reveal five women - the soft light of saidar brightening into existence around two of them as they step through.
One swiftly, eager to return. One slowly, leaning on a cane. One barely able to stand, but under the watchful eyes of a fourth. The last almost with a show of reluctance, fear not conquered by the sight of sanctuary.
Kim Bauer, Nita Callahan, Trillian Astra, Shelley Winters, and Random Frequent Flyer Lyrae Annabel Dent called Astoreth - but what's in a name? - walk through the trees.
[OOC: Adiva and Nita are not actually here, but handwaving is in all it's wonderful effect. Shelley, Kim and Trillian will each have their own subthread to be tagged - tagging Astoreth is possibly not advisable, as she is incoherent, dependent on the technically absent Nita, and also still homicidal under stress. Thank you all very very much.]
Out in the woods, a thin line of light brightens and widens into a shining portal from another age (called the Second Age by some) to reveal five women - the soft light of saidar brightening into existence around two of them as they step through.
One swiftly, eager to return. One slowly, leaning on a cane. One barely able to stand, but under the watchful eyes of a fourth. The last almost with a show of reluctance, fear not conquered by the sight of sanctuary.
Kim Bauer, Nita Callahan, Trillian Astra, Shelley Winters, and Random Frequent Flyer Lyrae Annabel Dent called Astoreth - but what's in a name? - walk through the trees.
[OOC: Adiva and Nita are not actually here, but handwaving is in all it's wonderful effect. Shelley, Kim and Trillian will each have their own subthread to be tagged - tagging Astoreth is possibly not advisable, as she is incoherent, dependent on the technically absent Nita, and also still homicidal under stress. Thank you all very very much.]