[OOM: A week ago, in the Summer Country, there is catching up.]

[The time is last Thursday as Milliways reckons it.

Outside Time, it really makes little difference.

Moiraine is introduced.]

Matters in the Summer Country are proceeding as it seems they must. Unobtrusively, the Aes Sedai does what she may, where she may, and keeps a watchful eye on everything that she can ( Read more... )

[OOM, and outside Time:

There is magic in the air, in a circle of standing stones.

In a land outside Time -- to where beyond these voices there is peace -- a king cannot help but respond to it.

In Milliways, the king's advisor calls for aid, and returns with those who will keep the land whole until the king returns from his wars.]

[OOM and outside Time: It is never easy to be the bearer of ill tidings.

In rapid succession, there is a conversation with the person most immediately affected, followed by another conversation with one who also has a definite need to know.

(There is yet another conversation -- rather one-sided, if the truth be told -- that should probably ( Read more... )

Gwion has long been occupied with the mysterious device that Merlion taught him how to use. But everyone must look up at some point.

And when he does, he finds himself ready for a change of scenery.

Thus it is that Gwion harper is sitting at a table, with a cup of tea resting on the scarred wooden surface next to (perhaps predictably) a harp.

[OOM: Outside Time. It is only to some people that the gramophone is an outdated device.

Inasmuch as Time has meaning, of course.]

[OOM: After the Dark comes rising, there is a conversation, outside Time.

Some things are patched together.

And some things are not.]

Gwion has been standing at the window, one hand to the pane, watching the goings-on, with Blodwen Rowlands, and with the people outside.

His head lifts, as people begin to trek back to the building.

And as the lake door opens -- he is there, face pale.

Raven is not in the rafters today.

Instead he is settled in a booth, feet propped up on the other seat, head tilted back against the wall.

He looks very comfortable.

The cookies by his elbow are also very tempting.

This is probably why he is practically inhaling them.

Surprise.

[ooc: plotlocked for tonight, folks.]