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But every cut had felt as real as if done with a knife. It sounded silly when she said it, but it had seemed so real. The barge butted against the bank below the village, and Masema tied it off while Ragan trotted up to where Ingtar waited. Moiraine, the Light blind you, she muttered, whatever you brought me here for, come out from wherever you're hiding and tell me so I can go!The only answer was the sweet song of the graywings.

It was no fortress, though, with tall windows everywhere, and lights, and the sounds of music and laughter drifting out, Is that what she brought me here for? Mat is dying! He glanced at Moiraine, sitting impassively with her hands folded in her lap. Nynaeve's head jerked furiously, but not another muscle of her twitched. Burn them.