Instead she fussed with her skeins of yarn. For an instant Min found herself reading the auras of the other two women. At least the air was warm and dry. The banner was still in there.
He looked at Rand and his two friends. It says something of her that the women of her village chose her Wisdom at her age. He let the words die with a twist of his mouth. I won't be pulled into it this time.
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