The books in the house were one thing not sized for humans. Sheriam drew them out carefully; Nynaeve felt the cool Healing of the Aes Sedai's touch. There is nothing to do for the one, she said, and the other can wait. we need to be closer to where they'll come.
The more slashes, the more proudly the wearer moved, but no one laughed, or even smiled. There's even a rumor in the village that someone has already found the Horn. The weave of this moment is set. We have both of them.
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