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* [Perrin|Perrin Aybara], lounging with [Faile|Zarine Bashere] on his lap, kissing her while she played with the short-cut beard he wore in the dream. Behind them two banners waved, a red wolf's head and a crimson eagle. A man in a bright yellow coat stood near to [Perrin|Perrin Aybara]'s shoulder, a sword strapped to his back; in some way she knew that he was a [Tinker|Tinkers], though no [Tinker|Tinkers] would even touch a sword. And every bit of it except the beard seemed important. The banners, [Faile|Zarine Bashere] kissing [Perrin|Perrin Aybara], even the [Tinker|Tinkers]. Every time he moved closer to [Perrin|Perrin Aybara] it was as if a chill of doom shot through everything.
* [Perrin|Perrin Aybara], lounging with [Faile|Zarine Bashere] on his lap, kissing her while she played with the short-cut beard he wore in the dream. Behind them two banners waved, a red wolf's head and a crimson eagle. A man in a bright yellow coat stood near to [Perrin|Perrin Aybara]'s shoulder, a sword strapped to his back; in some way she knew that he was a [Tinker|TuathaAn], though no [Tinker|TuathaAn] would even touch a sword. And every bit of it except the beard seemed important. The banners, [Faile|Zarine Bashere] kissing [Perrin|Perrin Aybara], even the [Tinker|TuathaAn]. Every time he moved closer to [Perrin|Perrin Aybara] it was as if a chill of doom shot through everything.
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