![]() If he could not see his hunters, though, he could hear them, howling behind him, guttural voices shouting with the glee of the chase, howling with the joy of blood to come. Only desolate hills and jagged black mountains, many topped by tall plumes of dark smoke rising to join the milling clouds. ![]() Rand looked over his shoulder often as he ran, but he could not see his pursuers. For all the swirling clouds, though, no breath of breeze stirred across the land, and despite the sullen sun the air burned cold like the depths of winter. The sun was a swollen, blood-red ball, more fiery than on the hottest day of summer and bright enough to sear his eyes, but it stood stark against a leaden cauldron of a sky where clouds of sharp black and silver roiled and boiled on every horizon. He scrambled past boulders, twice as tall as he was dust coated the stone as if never a drop of rain had touched it. Nothing grew in the cold soil that crunched under his boots, not so much as a bit of lichen. This was not just a place where spring was late in coming spring had never come here, and never would come. Rand’s heart pounded as he ran, and he stared in dismay at the barren hills surrounding him. Get caught up with the story so far here! ![]() This week we’re discussing chapters 9 & 10 and you can read those chapters below for free. Welcome back to the Wheel of Time on Prime Book Club read-a-long! We’re still talking the Wheel of Time series on Twitter with So re-read along or get started for the first time starting with book 1, The Eye of the World by Robert Jordan.
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