I have just finished The Gathering Storm, Volume #12 of The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan (and completed posthumously by Brandon Sanderson).
The storm is coming yet the Light is strong, for though the Pattern trembles at the thunder the Ladies of Pain and Pleasure are ended. The storm is coming yet the Light is strong for, despite Seachan, the White Tower stands united under the True Flame of Tar Valon who now sits truly upon the Amyrlin Seat. The storm is coming yet the Light is strong, for through the courage of Verin Sedai was poison used to rout the Tower's rot. The storm is coming yet the Light is strong, for sunlight peaks through the clouds as the Dragon Reborn laughs upon the broken slopes of Dragonmount as correctly foretold in the less than trustworthy Essanik Cycle: "At the end of time, when the many become one, the last storm shall gather its angry winds to destroy a land already dying. And its center, the blind man shall stand upon his grave. There he shall see again, and weep for what has been wrought." But the storm is still coming.
Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time.