Date: 2020-09-04 08:09 pm (UTC)
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"I thought at first I would stay only a day or two," she says. "To regain my equilibrium."

She reaches up to touch the veil. "If I am going to stay longer I should retrieve my paints," she adds ruefully.





This is gibberish. Time marking. Her lightless eyes meet Moiraine's. "The adept of the Fourth House and his cav were fourteen and had only just passed up joining the Cohort to come to Canaan House. The Fourth are famously reckless, at the front line of every battle."

"Yet Isaac Tettares was a thoughtful young man, for someone with an unfinished pre-frontal cortex. His cavalier idolized Gideon. After the Fifth died their only thought was of vengeance; they had abandoned the trials entirely."

"They wear navy and white. They are the Sword of the Emperor, and His Hope." Harrowhark Nonagesimus has presided at a lot of funerals, but never for anyone so young. Those were all over by the time she was decanted.
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