The Man Who Cant Forget

This is a Wheel of Time fanfiction

The wheel of time turns and ages come and pass leaving memories than become legends. Even myth is long forgotten by the time that age comes again. In one age, called the third age by some a wind rose up in the mountains of mist. It streamed down those jagged peaks, rustled past the leaves of forests high up in the passes and came to a house at the edge of a small village town. A young man, tall, red haired and handsome looked up just in time to be blasted by it. He smiled at it and the wind recoiled. This was him wasnt it? This was the dragon reborn.
Light! Was the end of the world so near?
The wind dwindled and died.

Art Credit: Esther Schrader