Rand stared at his plate. Greatest of all the dangers along the Ways was the Black Wind that took the souls of those it killed, and drove mad those it let live, but Machin Shin was a part of the Ways; it could not leave them. More shouts rose from the house they had just left; a woman screamed, and someone began tolling a gong. The flickering arch firmed, steadied, stood whole before her.
If Elder Haman won't let you come back, you can live in Emond's Field. Both hands on his sword, he watched the sleeping Darkfriends, the still shapes of the Trollocs. Light, how could anyone's skin be so soft? Hurin, where's the trail? Hurin? Hurin! The sniffer gave a start, and left off staring at Selene. ill face the Dark One then? She did not wait for him to renew his protests, but went to Ingtar instead.
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