He Doesn't Know What To Make Of

The Wheel Of Time And The Wheel Of A Man's Life Turn Alike Without Pity Or Mercy.

Hammer The Iron That Lies On Your Anvil Instead Of Daydreaming About Working Silver.

Loial, Son Of Arent, Son Of Halen, Had Secretly Always Wanted To Be Hasty.

Til Shade Is Gone, Til Water Is Gone Into The Shadow With Teeth Bared Screaming Defiance With The Last Breath To Spit In Sightblinder’s Eye On The Last Day.

If Wishes Had Wings, Sheep Would Fly.