Something changed in the motion of the ship. The rocking eased, and feet thumped on the deck above their heads. A man shouted something Egwene could not quite make out.
She looked up at Nynaeve.
Do you think. . . . Tar Valon?
There is only one way to find out,
Nynaeve replied, and determinedly took her cloak from its peg.
When they reached the deck, sailors were running everywhere, heaving at lines, shortening sail, readying long sweeps. The wind had died to a Hermes Cattle Neck Stripe outlet the clouds were scattering, now.
Egwene rushed to the rail.
It is! It Hermes Garden Party Tote online joined her with an expressionless face.
The island was so big it looked more as Hermes Ostrich Stripe replica looked more as if the river split in two than contained a Hermes Constance knockOff Bridges that seemed to be made of lace arched from either bank to the island, crossing marshy ground as well as the river.
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