I did not think there was anyone who still knew how to use them. A dozen windmills, scattered through the village, turned lazily, their long, cloth-covered arms flashing white in the sun. They had not eaten since leaving Fal Dara, and he had been too worried to eat that morning. No Aes Sedai living can teach you to touch saidin any more than you could learn to touch saidar.
The girl who tries to watch over you. Suddenly Egwene could move again; she raised her arms, just to convince herself that she could. She hesitated, frowning. Memory came crashing back.
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