hey guys, like, wheel of time.
Rand walks into the chamber, an air of madness floating over the unswept floor as he scuffs a pebble near the entrance. This particular pebble has been a part of the ancient chamber for as long as time, the rough dents and a small crack evidence to prove it. The stone might very well have been the King's plaything in happier days, a stone to flick and toss as a little toy. Rand sneezes. The stone was intricate, for something created out of nature. It was almost perfectly round, a little tumor growing on the side, and a pockmark exactly opposite of that.
I love you Robert Jordan but you go off on random descriptive tangents wayyyy too much.
I also wrote all of that after waking up 5 minutes ago.
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