He sees the Light made flesh in you; I see a woman without courage to accept the day. Perrin had no notion what the Festival might entail, but in the Two Rivers, the Day of Reflection was a time of merriment and forgetting the bleakness of winter. She raised a bony hand. Ships of all sizes lay anchored in the river, and some tied to the docks of the far bank, where the granaries were; a few vessels moved under sail or long sweeps.
was a hinge. A dream from which—we wake and go. She beamed back and ruffled the boy's hair. Twinned statues decorated the end of the bridge, pale marble women over a span tall, each with one breast bared and a hand raised to point toward something in the sky.
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