As He Did So, A

No Man Should Have Another Man's Voice In His Head.

Tuon's Eyes Snapped Open, And Despite The Dim Light, She Focused Directly On Mat. She Saw The Knife In His Hand, Ready To Throw. Then She Looked Over Her Shoulder.

Storms Rumble Beyond The Horizon, And The Fires Of Heaven Purge The Earth. There Is No Salvation Without Destruction, No Hope This Side Of Death.

You Will Serve The Cyrstal Throne Well. It Would Be A Shame To See You Assassinated Too Early. I Will Make Certain That The First I Send After You Are Newly Trained, So That You May Stop Them With Ease." -general Galgan To Mat

You're Welcome In My House When This Is Over. We'll Open A Cask Of Master Al'vere's Best Brandy. We'll Remember Those Who Fell, And We'll Tell Our Children How We Stood When The Clouds Turned Black And The World Started To Die. We'll Tell Them We Stood Shoulder To Shoulder, And There Was Just No Space For The Shadow To Squeeze Through.