Moiraine made a soothing gesture, and her old friend grimaced at her. then the air above the Halfman shimmered, and the import drove home. You want to hear something? You know what she said to me? The Aes Sedai in the infirmary, I mean. One look in the mirror above the washstand showed him a face that looked as if he had rubbed it with charcoal, and his coat had black smears across the red wool.
Trollocs, Ingtar persisted. The war we fight is the same war, if you could only see it so, and I will see that you fight it to some purpose. She's right. Love is an odd thing.
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