After twenty years and more of moving through her world with a Warder at her side (and later, with a guardian who would never be a Warder in truth but who seeks to protect all the same), Moiraine is well aware of the manner in which one should act.
She nearly loses it all the same in the instant that she sets foot across the threshold, and only decades of training and experience in maintaining the composure of an Aes Sedai under any circumstances prevents her from doing so.
There is energy here, of the sort to which she is accustomed to channeling - thalergy, in this world - but it is thin and distant and scarce. Somehow the balance is completely overturned, in a way that is completely unexpected. The world itself breathes of death in a way she has never felt before and honestly would be just as content to never feel again.
She says nothing, but continues to stalk along at Harrow's side, mimicking Lan's ease of motion as best she can recall.
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She nearly loses it all the same in the instant that she sets foot across the threshold, and only decades of training and experience in maintaining the composure of an Aes Sedai under any circumstances prevents her from doing so.
There is energy here, of the sort to which she is accustomed to channeling - thalergy, in this world - but it is thin and distant and scarce. Somehow the balance is completely overturned, in a way that is completely unexpected. The world itself breathes of death in a way she has never felt before and honestly would be just as content to never feel again.
She says nothing, but continues to stalk along at Harrow's side, mimicking Lan's ease of motion as best she can recall.