It's as good as most steel blades, better than most, but still not much use. Min, you know . As Rand climbed to the bay's back, Selene caught his hand. The silver collar sprang open and clattered to the cobblestones.
It was not the image he had made, a young man with heavy shoulders and shaggy, brown curls, a young man with an axe at his belt, who others thought moved and thought slowly. Somebody's still celebrating that spring has finally come. It is past time they were brought to the Light. Listen to me, boy.
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