But It Was An Ending.

From The Time An Aiel Boy Becomes A Man He Will Not Sing Anything But Battle Chants, Or Their Dirge For The Slain. I Have Heard Them Singing Over Their Dead, And Over Those They Have Killed. That Song Is One To Make The Stones Weep.

The Creator Made Women To Please The Eye, And To Boggle The Mind.

A Beautiful Battle Is One You Don't Have To Fight

Jump In A Hole Without Looking, And There'll Be A Snake In It Every Time.

If You Have A Sword, And The Aielman Has His Bare Hands, It Is An Even Fight. If You're Good.