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[not_only_wisdom]

All right. So the door won't open. Nynaeve has other means of travel at her disposal.

Or rather, Travel.

Which is why she is currently pacing a small square of grass outside, frowning thoughtfully at the ground.

She'll be here for some time, yet.

It's much better than sitting still.

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[blue_ajah]

It is not always easy to hear the approach of someone gliding over the ground. The whisper of silk against blades of grass is not particularly loud, after all, and soft slippers make little noise.

Then again, there are other methods of awareness available to those who are Aes Sedai, if one chooses to utilize them.

The faintest of lines creases Moiraine's brow as she approaches. She is studying Nynaeve carefully now, and has been for several minutes before crossing through the lake door.