Almost at the same moment he realized that the huge shape he was seeing through the trees was itself a tree, with a ridged, buttressed trunk that must have been twenty paces thick. This is not a very comfortable seat. By the night they reached Medo, the dreams had changed, though. They all fell silent by the time they changed into more suitable clothes for traveling, from their saddlebags.
I swear to you, there will be no repetition of last night. I do not care how it is supposed to work, so long as it does. Egwene, he said suddenly. Elayne gulped loudly.
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