Potential
Spoilers Below
I keep telling everyone that
similarities between The Wheel of Time (TWOT) and A Song of Ice and Fire
(ASOIAF) are vast even if there are those out there that say otherwise.
I had thoughts on how Bran could go
back in time physically. It would be
like going into Tel’aran’rhiod in the Flesh in the Wheel of Time. Bran could enter the Wolf Dream in the flesh
and then go back to the time period in question and simply step out.
A
dreamwalker enters the dream fully, therefore her injuries are real on waking.
For one who is fully in the dream, dreamwalker or not, death there is death
here. To enter the dream too completely, though, is to lose touch with the
flesh; there is no way back, and the flesh dies. It is said that once there
were those who could enter the dream in the flesh, and no longer be in this
world at all. This was an evil thing, for they did evil; it must never be attempted,
even if you believe it possible for you, for each time you will lose some part
of what makes you human.
Looking
up at him, Nynaeve tried not to swallow. So cold, that face. “Rand, the Wise
Ones say what you’ve done, what you are doing, is dangerous, even evil. They
say you lose something of yourself if you come here in the flesh, some part of
what makes you human.”
Chewing
her lip, she frowned at the shawl sourly. It did not help at all. Just the
thought of tearing a hole in the Pattern made her queasy. She had hoped it
would be like something she had worked out concerning Tel’aran’rhiod. Not that
she ever meant to use it, of course, but she had had all that time on her
hands, and the Wise Ones kept grumbling about the Aes Sedai asking how to enter
in the flesh. She thought the way would be to create—a similarity seemed the
only way to describe it—a similarity between the real world and its reflection
in the World of Dreams. That should make a place where it was possible to
simply step from one to the other. If Rand’s method of travel had seemed even
slightly the same, she would have been willing to try, but this. . . . Saidar
did as you wanted as long as you remembered it was infinitely stronger than you
and had to be guided gently; try to force the wrong thing, and you were dead or
burned out before you could scream.
“Do
the Wise Ones know everything?” He brushed past her and stood staring at the
colonnade. “I used to think Aes Sedai knew everything. It doesn’t matter. I
don’t know how human the Dragon Reborn can afford to be.”
Comments encouraged. Love to hear the idea’s of
others. Most believe that since I present my idea’s as “fact like” I’m
not open to change my viewpoints which is far from the truth. I simply
look at the information presented and go from there. If you can shine a
light on another way of thinking that opens the door to debate.
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