The Amyrlin swore us to secrecy, we two, for she knew not all the sisters would see the Rebirth as it must be seen. They're after me, and I don't need you helping them. You'll find your legend, I promise you. Min gasped when she saw one - it was the heavy man's ring she had seen when she read Nynaeve in the street -
And the Trollocs. She shuddered. The arrow-and-circle contorted into parallel wavy lines, and he fought it back again. What she gestured to was a tall, thick slab of what seemed to be stone, standing on edge, one side carved intricately in vines and leaves.
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