People see what they expect to see. Really no sign. Aiel are hard, Ingtar said. You would attract as many eyes as all the rest put together.
No one moved on the single dirt street around which the dwellings clustered. A rank smell filled his nose, equal parts sour sweat and pigsty. Rand recognized the harsh, angular script that covered the face of the monument, and he recognized some of the symbols chiseled on the breadth, chiseled as tall as a man. It might be amusing to meet a Darkfriend.
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