Gawyn’s thread of life vanished.
Egwene lurched to a stop on the battlefield. Something severed within her. It was as if a knife suddenly tore into her and scooped out the piece of Gawyn inside, leaving only emptiness.
She screamed, falling to her knees. No. No, it couldn’t be. She could feel him, just ahead!
She’d been running for him. She could . . . She could . . .
He was gone.
Egwene howled, opening herself to the One Power and drawing in as much as she could hold. She let it out as a wall of flames toward the Sharans who were all around now. They had once held the Heights, the Aes Sedai below, but it was madness now.
She assailed them with the Power, clutching Vora’s sa’angreal. She would destroy them!
Light! It hurt. It hurt so badly.
“Mother!” Silviana cried, seizing her arm. “You are out of control, Mother! You will kill our own people. Please!”
Egwene breathed in gasps. Nearby, a group of Whitecloaks stumbled by, carrying wounded down the hil side.
So close\ Oh, Light. He was gone!
“Mother?” Silviana said. Egwene barely heard. She touched her face, and found tears there.
She had been bold before. She had claimed she could keep fighting through the loss. How naive that was. She let the fire of saidar die within her. With that gone, life went out of her.
She slumped to the side, and felt hands carrying her away. Through a gateway, off the battlefield.
Tam used his last arrow to save a Whitecloak. It wasn’t something he’d have ever imagined himself doing, but there he was. The wolfish Trol oc stumbled back with the arrow through its eye, refusing to go down until the young Whitecloak pulled himself from the mud and struck at its knees.
His men were now positioned on the catwalks of the palisade, shooting volleys of arrows at the Trol ocs that had surged across the riverbed here. Their numbers were depleted, but there were stil so many of them.
Until this point, the battle had been going wel . Tam’s combined forces spread out mightily along the river on the Shienaran side. Downriver the Legion of the Dragon, crossbow banners and heavy cavalry, stemmed the Trolloc advance. The same events were being played out here, farther upriver, with archers, foot soldiers and cavalry stopping the Trolloc incursion at the riverbed. Until the supplies began to dwindle and Tam was forced to withdraw his men to the relative safety of the palisade.
Tam looked to the side. Abell held up his bow, shrugging. He was out of arrows as well. All up and down the catwalk, the Two Rivers men held up their bows. No arrows.
“No more will be coming,” Abell said softly. “The lad said that batch was the last.”
The Whitecloak army fought desperately, mixed with members of Perrin’s Wolf Guard, but they were being pushed back from the riverbed in droves. They fought on three sides, and another force of Trol ocs had just swung around to box them in entirely. The banner of Ghealdan flew closer to the ruins. Arganda held that position along with Nurelle and the remnants of the Winged Guard.
If this were any other battle, Tam would have had his men save their arrows to cover a retreat. There would be no retreat this day, and the order to loose had been the right one; the lads had taken their time with each shot. They’d likely kil ed thousands of Trol ocs during the hours of fighting.
But what was an archer without his bow? Still a Two Rivers man, Tam thought. And still not willing to let this battle be lost.
“Off the catwalks and form up with weapons,” Tam cal ed to the lads. “Leave the bows here.
We will fetch them when more arrows come our way.”
More arrows wouldn’t come, but the Two Rivers men would be happier pretending that they might go back to their bows. They formed up into ranks as Tam had taught them, armed with spears, axes, swords, even some scythes. Everything and anything they’d had on hand, along with shields for those with axes or swords and good leather armor for them all.
No pikes, unfortunately. After the heavy infantry had been outfitted, there hadn’t been any of those left.
“Stay tight,” Tam said to them. “Form into two wedges. We’ll push into the Trollocs around the Whitecloaks.” Best thing to do—at least, the best Tam could come up with—was to hit those Trol ocs that had just come around the back of the Whitecloaks, fragment them and help the Whitecloaks break free.
The men nodded, though they probably had very little understanding of the tactics. It didn’t matter. So long as they kept disciplined ranks as Tam had taught them.
They started forward, running, and Tam was reminded of another battlefield. Snow, cutting into his face, blown by terrible winds. In a way, that battlefield had begun this all. Now it ended here.
A Memory of Light
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