The other had the agelessness too, but seeing it took him a moment. Whoever heard of silk sheets! Those old memories nudged, but Mat refused to listen. Not that he read much. He gestured sharply.
When Aes Sedai were at odds, anyone with half a brain went elsewhere. Just thinking of that, of the two streams touching, made his vision double again. The flame-haired woman eyed her bloody spear distastefully; Wise Ones were not supposed to carry spears. He could latch bands of Air to the jagged rim of the hole above his head to help pull himself out, except.
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