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Personal--A Confession

Okay, I lied I'll respond to my mail tomorrow--I gotta get to bed.

Larmoyeux: A where-I'm-at update. Along with the killer opening of this volume featuring the sudden appearance of Demandred, I have to say that the climax always, when you understand what's happening, is a "HOLY FREAKING MOSES" moment:
... The chest exploded away from him with a loud boom.

Free, Lews Therin breathed, and it was an echo of Rand's thought. Free. Or maybe the other way around.

They will pay, Lews Therin growled. I am the Lord of the Morning.

That last line makes me sweat every time.
Tags: books, friends-notre dame era, personal, robert jordan

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