The trefoil leaf of fabled Avendesora, the Tree of Life. Everything seemed paler than it should be, just like the sun, more subdued, as if seen through mist. What she gestured to was a tall, thick slab of what seemed to be stone, standing on edge, one side carved intricately in vines and leaves. With what you know, and my knowing who wants to know it, we could both fill our pockets.
Best we get on with it, Elayne said firmly. Egwene found herself staring at the most handsome man she had ever seen. Serve me, or die! Never! Have to hold him long enough. What you suggest might be possible, sniffer, but as well hope to open this Waygate again and find Machin Shin gone as hope to find a Portal Stone.
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