The war was ended by the resealing of the Dark One into his prison. Rand searched Lan's icy blue eyes, hunting for some hint of what the other man intended. Do you call that being careful? I had to know if there was a way to unfasten those collars. I tried while it was still daylight.
lies in the snow and cries like the thunder! He burns like the sun!' And she fell forward into my arms, dead. Ba'alzamon is dead, Rand said hoarsely, and the Amyrlin snorted like a stablehand. Not enough, she added glumly. When the ter'angreal was allowed to grow quiet, they - were - not - there.
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