Ten Nations, it seemed we had defeated the Longing at last, but it had changed us, put seeds in us. On either side of the still-burning lamp, as if to make a centerpiece, sat the heads of the guards in two pools of blood. Through the grill Rand could see bare walls, and two top-knotted soldiers sitting bareheaded at a table with a lamp on it. Hold on, you wool-headed idiot.
A crowd had gathered in front of the inn. The time comes closer, Lews Therin. He glanced over his shoulder at the rim of the hollow. Not slaving over your lessons? Or over some pots? It was said in a bantering tone, as between friends, as Elayne's answering grin proved.
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