Day 07: The Next Spin At The Wheel by Psycho Goddess (K)
Day 07 - A fic for a pairing with a lot of baggage.
Fandom Category: Wheel of Time
Pairing: Egwene al'Vere/Rand al'Thor
Fic Title: The Next Spin At The Wheel
Author: Psycho Goddess
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1351659/1/The-Next-Spin-At-The-Wheel
Rating/Warning(s): K. Mentioned character death.
Genre: Drama
WIP?: No.
Why This Must Be Read: After the Last Battle, Egwene visits the grave of who was once one of her best friends.
Every time I read this, I am overwhelmed with feelings. (Yeah, I guess I'm forever doomed to ship unpopular established ships.) Egwene is probably the most hated character in the Wheel of Time fandom, but this insightful story gives voice to all the contradictions inherent to her character. It is one of the few stories that captures both her maturity and her stubborn indignation. And it is the best, closest-to-canon look at the Egwene-Rand relationship, with all its intricacies, complications, and, ultimately, disappointments, I have ever read.
Times have forced both of us to change, and not always for the better. Back home, I knew nothing about channeling, or Daes dae'mer, and now both are second nature. The thing I could never get used to though is you.
And yet at times, I can remember the way things the way they once were. You stumbling to find the right words, me taking extra time dressing when I knew I'd see you. Not that either one of us would admit it.
In those days, you were my dreams. But time wrecked havoc on those long ago. I always took it for granted we'd be married some day, with our own place. We'd have our sheep, and as much as I hate spinning, Light, I'd do it. We'd spend every night in front of the fire, sometimes talking, sometimes not. That's not what would matter. It would be being with you. Sitting in front of our fireplace, in our house, with our lives calmly plodding along in Two Rivers fashion.
And, burn me, I know we'd have our fights, we're too Two Rivers to ever change that, but every day would be a happy one. We'd never even dream of the luxuries we've both grown accustomed to, but what we'd have would have been our own. And no doubt we'd be happy too.
Maybe we'd be in Emond's Field, and maybe not. I really did enjoy studying under Nynaeve, and I doubt you'd have minded a Wisdom for a wife. Maybe I could have found a way to help you when you began to channel, without either of us knowing what we were doing.
And doomed the world, most likely. Why couldn't life be simple? Why did you and Mat and Perrin have to be bloody ta'varen? And why did I have to tag along? I wouldn't change who I've become now, but if I had foreseen the price…my life would be so very different Rand.
Fandom Category: Wheel of Time
Pairing: Egwene al'Vere/Rand al'Thor
Fic Title: The Next Spin At The Wheel
Author: Psycho Goddess
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1351659/1/The-Next-Spin-At-The-Wheel
Rating/Warning(s): K. Mentioned character death.
Genre: Drama
WIP?: No.
Why This Must Be Read: After the Last Battle, Egwene visits the grave of who was once one of her best friends.
Every time I read this, I am overwhelmed with feelings. (Yeah, I guess I'm forever doomed to ship unpopular established ships.) Egwene is probably the most hated character in the Wheel of Time fandom, but this insightful story gives voice to all the contradictions inherent to her character. It is one of the few stories that captures both her maturity and her stubborn indignation. And it is the best, closest-to-canon look at the Egwene-Rand relationship, with all its intricacies, complications, and, ultimately, disappointments, I have ever read.
Times have forced both of us to change, and not always for the better. Back home, I knew nothing about channeling, or Daes dae'mer, and now both are second nature. The thing I could never get used to though is you.
And yet at times, I can remember the way things the way they once were. You stumbling to find the right words, me taking extra time dressing when I knew I'd see you. Not that either one of us would admit it.
In those days, you were my dreams. But time wrecked havoc on those long ago. I always took it for granted we'd be married some day, with our own place. We'd have our sheep, and as much as I hate spinning, Light, I'd do it. We'd spend every night in front of the fire, sometimes talking, sometimes not. That's not what would matter. It would be being with you. Sitting in front of our fireplace, in our house, with our lives calmly plodding along in Two Rivers fashion.
And, burn me, I know we'd have our fights, we're too Two Rivers to ever change that, but every day would be a happy one. We'd never even dream of the luxuries we've both grown accustomed to, but what we'd have would have been our own. And no doubt we'd be happy too.
Maybe we'd be in Emond's Field, and maybe not. I really did enjoy studying under Nynaeve, and I doubt you'd have minded a Wisdom for a wife. Maybe I could have found a way to help you when you began to channel, without either of us knowing what we were doing.
And doomed the world, most likely. Why couldn't life be simple? Why did you and Mat and Perrin have to be bloody ta'varen? And why did I have to tag along? I wouldn't change who I've become now, but if I had foreseen the price…my life would be so very different Rand.