That is one reason why we send you completely unprotected. The light had begun to fail and the shadow of the rim covered half the hollow. There had been no lessons for her, and Egwene was still not sure if it rankled Nynaeve or not. Aye, an old fool, Zera said from the door.
The Ogier's hairy-fetlocked mount was as big and heavy as a prime Dhurran stallion. I'm sorry, Min, Nynaeve said in a tight voice. Turning his head too quickly made his eyes water; a hill or a stand of trees could seem a mile off when seen from one angle and only a few hundred spans when seen from another. Old, and useless, now.
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