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[blue_ajah]

Shortly before sunset, Moiraine had come downstairs and gone quietly out the door to the lake. From time to time, a particularly observant or sensitive patron might well have noticed a flicker of golden or silver light near the edge of the building, or by the greenhouse, or at the fringes of the forest.

Sunset had turned into deep dusk, and now night has fallen. The Aes Sedai is still outside, gliding noiselessly over the grass under the dark of the moon. Silver fire sparks from her fingertips as she tests possibilities and considers threads.

Frequently, her gaze flicks upward as she scans rooftops and skies and the branches of trees.

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[agirllost]

A part of her rebels at the thought of going back to that world for training, but Moiraine is not Mesaana and even though she's having a hard time trusting people, she knows with a kind of fierce certainty that she can trust Moiraine, if only because they share similiar enemies.

Inwardly, she feels hope for the first time in weeks.

"I will do whatever it takes, Moiraine." And she means that, she views her waking up from that dream as a kind of second chance.