The wind rippled farmers' fields like verdant ponds, solid with crops that almost seemed to creep upward visibly. She's right. They will travel as safely as I can manage, Siuan. Let no weed or stubble stand.
She had done better with Moiraine; sometimes, at least. As long as you know what it means, Nynaeve said with a calm that made Min envious. she said it. If it was a wind.
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