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When Raven had visited, he had left her with the knowledge of how to use the gift that he had previously given her -- one which was of far more value than she had originally realized. Tonight, therefore, she goes to the small garden and stands quietly, her head bowed over the feather as she focuses her concentration and opens herself to saidar. Golden light blossoms around her as she brushes a fingertip along the soft black, seeking, seeking--
--there--
--and then finding. Silver light mixes with gold as the air within the bar shimmers and then parts, as Moiraine steps through into Milliways.
The Aes Sedai smiles, and lets the light around her fade as she carefully returns the feather to her belt pouch, She then glides to the bar in search of tea.
What she receives first is a book with a note tucked in its pages, followed by a second note, and then a third-- this one accompanied by a small bundle of papers.
A faint line creases her forehead as she looks down at everything for a moment, and then Moiraine collects it all and carries it to her usual table. She settles there and begins to study, her tea left forgotten and cooling on the bar.
--there--
--and then finding. Silver light mixes with gold as the air within the bar shimmers and then parts, as Moiraine steps through into Milliways.
The Aes Sedai smiles, and lets the light around her fade as she carefully returns the feather to her belt pouch, She then glides to the bar in search of tea.
What she receives first is a book with a note tucked in its pages, followed by a second note, and then a third-- this one accompanied by a small bundle of papers.
A faint line creases her forehead as she looks down at everything for a moment, and then Moiraine collects it all and carries it to her usual table. She settles there and begins to study, her tea left forgotten and cooling on the bar.