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It was like staring into muddy water; sometimes you had the impression that something had moved deep in those gray-brown swirls, but you could never tell what. CHAPTER 14White PlumesThe Silver Circuit was misnamed at first glance, but Ebou Dar liked grand names, and sometimes it seemed that the worse they fit, the better. Aes Sedai and Warders: a stack of well-aged oak, ready for a flame. I have never seen anyone .

t she was not going to break down again when Rand needed her—but somehow she continued through the confinem Off in the darkness, metal clashed on metal; fire bellowed, and lightning streaked from the cloudless sky. No, no, Setalle. She did not know how many days she had been there, only that tasteless food appeared at irregular intervals, that the single bucket serving