Shivering, Rand almost wished it was snowing. At first the dense mists hid more than that, but slowly they came closer, and it was Rand's turn to gasp. And it worked as well as Nynaeve's ointments sometimes did. Shall we see what we find? She brushed past him up the alleyway.
The Taraboners claim the strangers are monsters, creatures of the Dark One. Find a clean shirt. It seemed as if no time at all had passed since the Horn was first blown, as though time had paused while the heroes answered the call and now resumed counting. Even as she straightened, one of the women wearing a Great Serpent ring gave a start and began nodding.
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