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| - "Tell me about these dreams of yours, Gammer."
- "I know better than to ignore your dreams, Gammer. But all we can do now is be wary."
- "I'm sure it's nothing, Gammer Wilde. Don't get carried away by old stories."
- The old woman is shown in. "Forgive me for bothering you, m'lady. I've had red dreams of that mirror, I have. Never so terrible as these!"
- "Such things have I seen! The fields wetted with blood, and the weirwoods themselves shriek in pain and rage. Nothing good come, m'lady."
- "Do you mean the Thunderglass?"
- "The very one, m'lady. I knew it the day it arrived here. I could feel it, whispering to me, like. 'Tis a thing of dire warning, that."
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