The Wheel of Time Was Just Getting Juicy
The Wheel Was Turning… Dear Gabrielle, It’s not that I didn’t dream last night. I did. I know I did. It was long and layered. Engaging. Dramatic. I can still feel the aftertaste—faint, like perfume in a hallway long emptied. It’s right there, sitting on the tip of my tongue. But I can’t grasp it….
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