When he opened it, a flute lay inside, plainly made but mounted with silver. He raised his head, and they were looking at him, the three Aes Sedai. You said I could go where I wanted, and I mean to go where you are not. Anaiya merely walked, keeping company.
She tried to settle herself, to think of Rand. Why all this talk of days past, Moiraine? For the hundredth time - or so it seemed to her - she considered the words to use. I wish I knew what it was I did, though. They were all watching him, all waiting.
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