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“He played no song of battles or kings,” Tam said. “He played a simple tune about a farmer who found a broken wheel on his cart. The farmer had no spare, so he sat by the road and wept. A stranger came by and asked, ‘Why weep?’ The farmer pointed to the wheel. The stranger said, ‘That’s not a broken wheel. That’s a piece of firewood, a hoop for a barrel, and a lesson in patience. But first, you have to stop calling it broken.’”

Rand frowned. “That’s just a riddle.” Robert Jordan - Wheel of time - Book 1 - Eye of...

“You’ve been looking over the horizon too long,” Tam said. “Your feet are here, but your mind is already in the Shadow’s grasp. Sit.” “He played no song of battles or kings,” Tam said

“A gleeman once came to Emond’s Field during a hard winter,” Tam began. “The snows were deep, the wolves were bold, and the women feared for their children. The gleeman had no sword, no army, no miracles. All he had was his harp and his voice.” A stranger came by and asked, ‘Why weep

Seeing his son’s distraction, Tam stopped the cart. He reached into the back and pulled out a worn, leather-bound book—not a ledger, but a book of old stories. The Travels of Jain Farstrider .

Rand obeyed. Tam didn’t lecture. Instead, he told a story.

“What did he play?” Rand asked.