Tuesday, December 18, 2012

鏃跺厜涔嬭疆 The Great Hunt_209

s a peculiar emphasis in Ingtar's last words.
The bundle in Rand's arms seemed to weigh ten stone. Light, she could be a hundred leagues off, and she still reaches out and tugs the leash. This way, Rand,best replica rolex watches. That way. You're the Dragon Reborn, Rand. "I don't want the duty, Ingtar,nike high heels. I will not take it. Light, I'm just a shepherd! Why won't anybody believe that?"
"You will do your duty, Rand. When the man at the top of the chain fails,Homepage, everything below him falls apart. Too much is falling apart. Too much already. Peace favor your sword, Rand al'Thor."
"Ingtar, I - " But Ingtar was walking away, calling to see if Uno had the scouts out yet.
Rand stared at the bundle in his arms and licked his lips. He was afraid he knew what was in it. He wanted to look, yet he wanted to throw it in a fire without opening it; he thought he might, if he could be sure it would burn without anyone seeing what was inside, if he could be sure what was inside would burn at all. But he could not look there, where other eyes than his might see.
He glanced around the camp. The Shienarans were unloading the pack animals, some already handing out a cold supper of dried meat and flatbread. Mat and Perrin tended their horses, and Loial sat on a stone reading a book, with his long-stemmed pipe clenched between his teeth and a wisp of smoke curling above his head. Gripping the bundle as if afraid he might drop it, Rand sneaked into the trees.
He knelt in a small clearing sheltered by thick-foliaged branches and set the bundle on the ground. For a time he just stared at it. She wouldn't have. She couldn't. A small voice answered, Oh, yes, she could. She could and would. Finally he set about untying the small knots in the cords that bound it. Neat knots, tied with a precision that spoke loudly of Moiraine's own hand,fake rolex watches; no servant had done this for her. She would not have dared let any servant see.
When he had the last cord unfastened, he opened out what was folded inside with hands that felt numb, then stared at it, his mouth full of dust. It was al

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