If only they don't ask how we're going to find him again. What will you do with it? The captain hesitated, but Rand only looked back at him until he spoke. All was one, and he moved without thought in a rhythm that matched the Warder's step for step and move for move. Her eyes were gray, Rand saw, like his own.
He had his sword out, testing the edge with his thumb. They were not on guard when it happened, but . She was surprised to realize why; she felt uncomfortable in the fine dress after wearing a novice's plain white for the past few months. Other tales spread, of a column that rode from the sinking sun across Almoth Plain.
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