“It’s different, now. I don’t ever want to use it again.” “You’ll use it.” Perrin raised the axe to throw it in the pool, but Elyas caught his wrist. “You’ll use it, boy, and as long as you hate using it, you will use it more wisely than most men would. Wait. If ever you don’t hate it any longer, then will be the time to throw it as far as you can and run the other way.”
