Despite herself, Egwene asked, What do you see when you look at me? Min glanced at her. There were men in it last night. She looked down the row of Elders; each nodded in turn, one of the men tugging his beard doubtfully first. The Aes Sedai gave a start.
She tried to picture the arch in her mind, to shape it and form it to the last detail, curve of gleaming metal filled with a glow like snowy fire. And they were not just here in the women's apartments. Laughing, she ran through swirling clouds of butterflies rising from wildflowers that covered the hilltop meadow with a knee-deep blanket of color. That is a village goodwife's dream.
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