The glow around her has not faded while she held saidar after releasing the gateway. Moiraine inclines her head, and silver threads of spirit, shot through with a latticed weave of water, form themselves around them both in a pliable, veritable fortress.
She ties the weaves and leaves them in place, then allows the corona of light around her to fade.
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Date: 2020-10-09 05:58 pm (UTC)She ties the weaves and leaves them in place, then allows the corona of light around her to fade.