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“The farmer,” Tam continued, “stopped seeing what was missing and started seeing what was there . He used the rim to bind a barrel, the spokes for kindling, and the hub as a pulley. He walked to town, traded the barrel of salted fish for two new wheels, and returned home before nightfall.”

“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.’” Robert Jordan - Wheel of time - Book 1 - Eye of...

Tam let the silence hang.

“What did he play?” Rand asked.

Rand frowned. “That’s just a riddle.” “The farmer,” Tam continued, “stopped seeing what was

“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 a simple tune about a farmer

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 .