Moiraine frowned. “It still does not respond,” she murmured, half to herself. “It will not heal completely.” “That is the one that will kill me, isn’t it?” he asked her softly, then quoted, “‘His blood on the rocks of Shayol Ghul, washing away the Shadow, sacrifice for man’s salvation.’” “You read too much,” she said sharply, “and understand too little.” “Do you understand more? If you do, then tell me.” “He is only trying to find his way,” Lan said suddenly. “No man likes to run forward blindly when he knows there is a cliff somewhere ahead.”
