Moiraine takes Harrow's hands in her own as the faint golden light which marks her channeling appears around her.
Threads of Spirit spiral from her fingers like a spiderweb, covering Harrow's hands in gleaming silver gloves. Blue and golden-white ribbons appear, wrapping around the bandages and sinking through them, knitting flesh and sealing skin, chased by the feeling of wind rushing over water.
The Aes Sedai frowns slightly, and another flash of silver light dances up Harrow's arm and to her face, where it presses a gentle touch as of invisible fingers against her lips.
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Threads of Spirit spiral from her fingers like a spiderweb, covering Harrow's hands in gleaming silver gloves. Blue and golden-white ribbons appear, wrapping around the bandages and sinking through them, knitting flesh and sealing skin, chased by the feeling of wind rushing over water.
The Aes Sedai frowns slightly, and another flash of silver light dances up Harrow's arm and to her face, where it presses a gentle touch as of invisible fingers against her lips.