darkfriend,vendredi 27 mai 2005, 12:01 a écrit :Au fait, Gillo, tu vas acheter la version électronique du prologue? (curiosité, curiosité...
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Je ne sais pas encore avec certitude, mais je pense que non !
Moi aussi je trouve ça trop gros pour être vrai
A moins que la conspiration des fans soit planétaire, c'est pourtant la vérité. ;)Allez, un petit extrait !
"No Child would let the Questioners arrest you for what happened here, Damodred. Unless his Captain ordered it. Some of them would order it, I think." Angry muttering began, men denying they would stand for such a thing, but Trom quieted them, somewhat, with raised hands. "You know it's true," he said loudly. "Anything else would be mutiny." That brought dead silence. There had never been amutiny in the Children. It was possible that nothing before had come as close as their own earlier display. "I'll write out your release from the Children, Galad. Someone may still order your arrest, but they'llh ave to find you, and you'll have a good start. It will take half the day for Asunawa to catch the other Lords Captain, and whoever falls in with him can't be back before nightfall."Galad shook his head angrily. Trom was right, but it was all wrong. Too much was wrong. "Will you write releases for these other men? You know Asunawa will find a way to accuse them, too. Will you write releases for the Children who don't want to help the Seanchan take our lands in the name of a man dead more than a thousand years?" Several Taraboners exchanged glances and nodded, and so did other men, not al of them Amadician. "What about the men who defended the Fortress of the Light? Will any release get their chains struck off or make the Seanchan stop working them like animals?" More angry growls; those prisoners were a sore point to all oif the Children.Arms folded across his chest, Trom studied him as though seeing him for the first time. "What would you do, then?""Have the Children find someone, anyone, who is fighting the Seanchan and ally with them. Make sure that the Children of the Light ride in the LAst Battle instead of helping the Seanchan hung Aiel and steal our nations.""Anyone?" a Cairhienin named Doirellin said in a high-pitched voice. No one ever made fun of Doirellin's voice. Though short, he was nearly as wide as he was tall, there was barely an ounce of fat on him, and he could put walnuts between all of his fingers and crack them by clenching his fists. "That could mean Aes Sedai.""If you intend to be at Tarmon Gai'don, then you wil have to fight alongside Aes Sedai," Galad said quietly. Young Bornhald grimaced in strong distaste, and he was not the only one. Byar half-straightened before bending back to his task. But no one voiced dissent. Doirellin nodded slowly , as if he had never before considered the matter."I don't hold with the witches any more than any other man," Byar said finally, without raising his head from his work. Blood was seeping through the bandages even as he wrapped. "But the Precepts say, to fight the raven, you may make alliance with the serpent until the battle is done." A ripple of nods ran through the men. The raven meant the Shadow, but everyone knew it was also the Seanchan Imperial sigil."I'll fight beside the witches," a lanky Taraboner said, "or even these Asha'man we keep hearing about, if they fight the Seanchan. Or at the Last Battle. And I'll fight any man who says I'm wrong," He glared as though ready to begin then and there."It seems matters will play out as you wish, my Lord Captain Commander," Trom said, making a much deeper bow than he had for Valda. "To a degree, at least. Who can say what the enxt hour will bring, much less tomorrow?"Galad surprised himself by laughing. Since yesterday, he had been sure he would never laugh again. "That's a poor joke, Trom.""It is how the law is written. And Valda did make his proclamation. Besides, you had the courage to say what many have thought while holding their tongues, myself among them. Yours is a better plan for the Children than any I've heard since Pedron Niall died.""It's still a poor joke." Whatever the law said, that part had been ignored since the end of the War of the Hundred Years."We'll see wha tht Children have to say on the matter," Trom replied, grinning widely, "when you ask them to follow us to Tarmon Gai'don to fight alongside the witches."Men began slapping their shoulders again, harder than they had for his victory. At first it was only a few, then more joined in, until every man including Trom was signalling approval. Every man byt Kashgar, that was. Making a deep bow, the Saldaean held out the scabbarded heron-marked blade woth both hands."This yours now, my Lord Captain Commander."Galad sighed. He hoped this nonsense woudl fade away before they reached teh camp. Returning there was foolish enough without adding in a claim of that sort. Most likely they would be pulled down and thrown in chains if not beaten to death even without it. But he had to go. It was the right thing to do.
Bon, c'est pas tout ça, mais il faudrait rattraper le sujet "A Feast", bougeons-nous !
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Ca me paraît presque trop gros, mais d'un côté, j'ai recoupé plusieurs témoignages, donc... 
Mais en fait, moi j'aime les deux donc la question de choisir entre l'un ou l'autre ne se pose pas pour moi..... 
. Par contre, en ce qui concerne Martin, comme mes volumes du TdF sont déjà hétéroclites, je ne vais sûrement pas hésiter à acheter AFFC....En fait l'avantage de Jordan, c'est qu'on approche bel et bien de la saga, alors qu'avec Martin la route sera encore longue.... 
PS : Pour ta théorie, c'est sûr qu'il faudra bien qu'il revienne un jour... 
eeek!!!D.K.Sweet s'est vraiment surpassé là.... 
)Là....j'arrive pas bien à identifier les personnages.... 
. Essayons tout de même :Le grand gaillard aux cheveux roux ne doit pas être Rand (pour une fois) mais un Aiel....Rhuarc?