Reading The Wheel of Time: Partings, Lessons, and Confrontations in Towers of Midnight (Part 13)
The image of Trollocs falling from the sky is the kind of moment that separates Jordan's world-building from a lot of fantasy. Rain is weather, ordinary and indifferent. Trollocs are flesh and malice. When the two collide, you get a scene that reads less like a battle and more like the world itself breaking its own rules. That's the real threat in the Wheel of Time, and it shows up in the slow erosion of normalcy as the Dark One's influence spreads.
Being part thirteen of a chapter-by-chapter read, the recap has to balance the big set pieces with the quieter beats the title promises: partings, lessons, confrontations. Those are the connective tissue. The raining Trollocs are spectacle, but the partings are what make the spectacle hurt. I'd want to know how this installment handles that balance, because rereads live or die on whether the familiar moments still land when you know what's coming.
I keep coming back to the weather, though. Jordan loved using natural imagery to signal supernatural wrongness, and Sanderson carried that forward. A sky full of Trollocs is a promise that nothing is safe, not even the air above your head. For a series that spent twelve books building toward this, it's a satisfyingly grim image to sit with.