The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that
become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten
when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the
Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose.
The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings
to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.
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