maybe a day ago — certainly a month ago — the idea of him being a channeler would be ridiculous. now, with the same kind of instinct that keeps him breathing, he seeks out the power. moiraine had told him that he would always find it when his life is in danger, and that's been true. it served him when dana wanted to trap him and mat for the dark one. it served him in the ways, when the trolloc lunged for egwene. it even served him at the eye: let the power flow through you like you're an open sieve. as much as a part of him never, ever wants to channel again, as much as he'd rather be normal, he tries to find the true source now.
and comes up empty-handed.
the spike of panic he feels only partially has to do with the man in front of him — and there's plenty of that. amos is as broad as a bloody trolloc and probably as strong, and rand would have to be a fool to think that quiet menace is any kind of bluff. he swallows and tries again, emptying his mind and clearing his thoughts, and this time manages a little better. he can feel the burning intensity of the one power, but like the sun in the sky — and just as distant.
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maybe a day ago — certainly a month ago — the idea of him being a channeler would be ridiculous. now, with the same kind of instinct that keeps him breathing, he seeks out the power. moiraine had told him that he would always find it when his life is in danger, and that's been true. it served him when dana wanted to trap him and mat for the dark one. it served him in the ways, when the trolloc lunged for egwene. it even served him at the eye: let the power flow through you like you're an open sieve. as much as a part of him never, ever wants to channel again, as much as he'd rather be normal, he tries to find the true source now.
and comes up empty-handed.
the spike of panic he feels only partially has to do with the man in front of him — and there's plenty of that. amos is as broad as a bloody trolloc and probably as strong, and rand would have to be a fool to think that quiet menace is any kind of bluff. he swallows and tries again, emptying his mind and clearing his thoughts, and this time manages a little better. he can feel the burning intensity of the one power, but like the sun in the sky — and just as distant.
he takes a step back. ]