"It is bright, in both places," she says quietly, knowing that River is listening and yet not turning to watch her.
Moiraine remembers very well what she has learned through three days spent (burning in the light of the sun) between ticks of the clock in Del's realm.
She focuses very clearly on the picture in her mind, the image of a green valley strung with glittering lakes, a sky of sapphire and white cloud, with trees of all shades of foliage from spring to autumn spread over the hills and shores.
"Bright, and the colors are clear. Both places are real, but there is formed of dreams and memories of a place that once was combined with that which never was. Here is different, in its way."
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Date: 2006-04-03 03:00 am (UTC)Moiraine remembers very well what she has learned through three days spent
(burning in the light of the sun)
between ticks of the clock in Del's realm.
She focuses very clearly on the picture in her mind, the image of a green valley strung with glittering lakes, a sky of sapphire and white cloud, with trees of all shades of foliage from spring to autumn spread over the hills and shores.
"Bright, and the colors are clear. Both places are real, but there is formed of dreams and memories of a place that once was combined with that which never was. Here is different, in its way."