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Aside fro control, of thes in the World of Dreaain as she had been by Egwene, and by the Wise Ones Moghedien she tried not to think about Much better to concentrate on the Wise Ones

Of Egwene’s trick of appearing in their drea; calling her did nothing except increase that uneasy feeling of being watched, and she did notto hold somebody else in Tel’aran’rhiod was incredibly frustrating, even after Elayne hit on the trick, which was to see the other as just another part of the drearatulated her with as good grace as she could ht as well have been the nearwith a sed to fasten Elayne there, she felt the strain as if she were picking up a boulder

Creating fantastical flowers or shapes by thinking of them was much e the thing was and whether it ht really exist Trees covered ildly shaped blossoold and purple were harder to make than a standmirror to examine what you had done to your dress, or what the other wo out of the ground was harder still, and even if felt solid to the touch, it changed whenever the ie did They quietly decided to leave ani -- much like a horse with a horn on its nose! -- chased them both up a hill before they could u the other had h of her old self to start giggling over how theyup the hill with their skirts hauled up, shouting at the thing to go away Even Elayne’s stubborn refusal to adles fro up, too

Elayne alternated between the iron disc and the apparently a woreal As hard as she worked with them, she did not feel as fully in Tel’aran’rhiod as with the ring And each did have to be worked; it was not possible to tie the flow of Spirit, or you bounced right back out of the World of Drea else at the same time seemed all but impossible, yet Elayne could not understand why She seemed more interested in how they had been made, and not at all pleased that they did not yield their secrets as easily as the a’da

Once, Nynaeve tried one of the pair, coincidentally on the night they were toBoannda She would not have been angry enough if not for the thing that rubbed her wrong so often Men

Neres began it, stu to hinored hi up his bed at the foot of the after mast, said quietly, "He has a point"

It was plain he did not see her in the fading lurid light, and neither did Juilin, squatting beside hioods Nynaeve had no right to seize the says they are" Uno laughed "That’s omen in Shienar say, anyway"

That hen they saw her and fell silent, as usual finding wisdom too late Uno rubbed at his cheek, the one without a scar He had rees that day, and he knehat had been done She thought he looked e shadows, but the other two seemed to have no expression at all

She did nothing to therip on her braid She even ed to stalk down the ladder Elayne already had the iron disc in her hand; the dark wooden box sat open on the table Nynaeve picked up the yellowish plaque carved inside with a sleeping wo that would scratchinside her, saidar was a warht over her shoulder "Maybe I can co won’t let you channel anything but dribbles"

Which was how she found herself in the Heart of the Stone, channeling a flow of Spirit into the plaque, which in Tel’aran’rhiod was tucked into her belt pouch As she often did in the World of Dreareen silk eold around the neck, with a necklace and bracelets of gold links and moonstones, but Nynaeve was surprised to discover that she herself had on soh her hair was in a braid -- and its own color -- instead of loose about her shoulders Her goas pale blue and silver, and if not so low as Luca’s dresses, still lower than she thought she would have chosen Still, she liked the way the single firedrop on its silver chain looked gleaould not find it easy to bully a woman dressed so Certainly not that that could have had anything to do hy she had donned it, even unconsciously

Right away she sahat Elayne hadjust fine; to herself, she appeared no different than the other wo somehow threaded onto her necklace Elayne, however, said she looked misty Misty was how saidar felt, too, except for the flow of Spirit she had begun to weave while awake The rest was thin, and even the neverseen warer reh for her to channel If irritation at the men faded before the puzzle, that puzzle was its own irritant; steeling herself to confront Egwene had no part in it; she was not steeling herself at all, and there was no reason for the faint taste of boiled catfern and powdered le flas a novice was taught, see Lan over her shoulder The flame looked attenuated even to her, and as soon as she tied the weave, it began to fade away In seconds it was gone

"Both of you?" Aere just there, on the other side of Callandor, both in Aiel skirts and blouses and shawls At least Egwene had not donned so e, Nynaeve? Have you learned to coave a little juwene, how did you --" she began, swene, we can’t underst