The Wheel of Time

We forswear violence.

Have you ever been in battle?

Picked up a weapon? A sword?

Bow and arrow? An ax?

They say the White Tower dispatched eight sisters

to deal with Logain's army.

I will not forget your faces should we meet again.

Mat's got all the signs, lad.

The Dark One corrupted the One Power

so men couldn't use it without going mad.

I see you.

You are exactly what I thought you were, Wisdom al'Meara.

No bond is closer than an Aes Sedai and her Warder.

I've heard about the bond.

That you feel what she feels.

No!

May the last embrace of the mother welcome you home.

A long time since we've been home.

Do you still think of it as home?

Don't you?

This saddle is home.

This cloak. These boots.

This brooding man at my side.

Is she ready for what's waiting

in the White City?

You think she talks to me?

She eats every night at the Warders' fire.

She's worried, about Stepin.

Warders are not supposed to outlive their Aes Sedai.

Stepin's a strong man.

He'll deliver her ring to the Tower.

You think the other four are already there?

If they are, we'll find them.

And if they aren't...

well, we'll find them.

Watch it, you piece of sh...

Mate, you all right?

Will you stop looking at me like you're my bloody wet nurse.

Just tired.

A month without a warm bed will do that.

That mountain.

What?

I don't know.

I think I've seen it before.

Tar Valon.

Blood and ashes.

Can I have one?

Thank you.

What is it?

Mmm. Don't know.

It tastes good, though.

Not hungry. You have it.

Should be down there.

Thom told me about this place.

The innkeeper was an old friend of his.

I'll give you one for this, one for the other one.

Thought we were going to the White Tower.

Yeah, we will.

But first, we need to rest and clean up.

Think they'll let us in looking like this?

I can't believe a night here is more expensive

than a month at the Winespring Inn.

Better than the road.

Tell me again.

Mat...

The little girl...

- on the farm... - It wasn't you, Mat.

It wasn't you.

Thom and I both saw it.

Thom's not here.

Thom's dead.

Then please believe me.

It was the Fade.

You know you didn't kill that family.

You would never hurt that little girl.

This is the Warders' quarters.

This is the safest place in the Tower

to stay away from the sisters we traveled with.

When the Amyrlin Seat arrives...

I don't care about the Amyrlin Seat

or your Tower politics.

I told you, I care about my people.

And you said they'd be here, so where are they?

I have eyes and ears watching every gate

and every wall in the city.

If they've arrived, I'll know.

But will you tell me?

Maybe I'll have a look around town myself.

Do not underestimate the women in this Tower.

Each of them has her own goal, her own agenda,

her own pride and ambition.

As powerful as you are, these women have spent decades

honing their strengths, masking their weaknesses.

And when news spreads of your presence here--

which it will--

you'll be expected to become a Novice immediately.

And if you're not careful, those Tower politics

will eat you alive.

If I'm as powerful as you say I am...

maybe it's you, Aes Sedai, who shouldn't underestimate me.

It's all right to be afraid.

You reached out and you touched the Source.

You saw how small you are in comparison to it.

And how great you are

in comparison to those you've always loved.

how do you fit into the world?

Can you ever go back to being who you were?

I know because I felt it, too, the first time.

And the answer is no.

You'll never be the same.

But it's time that you saw that for the gift it is.

Now, stay here.

Do not speak to anyone.

And I will try and protect you as best I can.

And when I've found your friends...

I will bring you to them.

It's a little hypocritical, you know.

What is?

Preaching nonviolence

and then letting your pets slaughter

anything you come across.

Violence is in us all.

The Way of the Leaf isn't about denying that.

It's about accepting it.

Maybe.

But one more turnip curry, and I'll be joining the dogs.

What are you two talking about?

You. Obviously.

Only good things.

Did you see?

The White Tower.

We made it.

You think they're there already?

I do.

Seems you won't have to suffer through turnip curry

much longer.

- Whoa! - What's going on?

Why are we stopping?

The false Dragon.

Don't know anything about him,

but we've been in the grass for months now.

Those two. Bring them to me.

You can't just take our people.

They're not your people.

They've eaten our food and shared our fire.

Do you want your new friends to suffer?

If they don't wish to go with you,

you can't have them.

I can't?

That's a strange word to be coming out of a Tinker's mouth.

And how exactly do you plan on stopping me?

The Way of the Leaf against the Way of the Light.

Hmm.

Hurry. This way.

You can cover the Light

with the palm of a child's hand,

but a Leaf, even if you crush it, bury it,

burn it, it becomes a part of the earth...

and the air.

We can't just leave them!

Whitecloaks may be bastards, but they won't kill Tuatha'an.

Come on, hurry.

Come on, this way.

There's a village nearby who've always been good to us.

Aah! Aram! Aram!

The Karaethon Cycle.

Oh. I didn't even hear you come in.

- Stay back! - Oh, dear.

You humans are very excitable.

My first day in Tar Valon,

I could not believe the uproar.

Children cried, women screamed,

and a mob chased me all the way across the city,

waving knives.

I'm afraid I was almost beginning to get a little upset.

I tell you, it was not for this I left the Stedding.

Stedding?

You're an ogre?

Ogier.

Loial, son of Arent, son of Halan.

And who are you?

Rand.

Rand al'Thor.

Your name sings in my ears, Rand al'Thor.

It is quite exciting to meet an Aielman.

I've read much of your people.

I'm not an Aielman.

Really? Red hair is one of the few physical traits

that can help you work out where a human is from.

I'm from the Two Rivers.

An Aielman from the Two Rivers?

I'm not an Aielman.

An Aielman from the Two Rivers

who insists that he is not an Aielman.

That is very odd.

I like oddities.

You know this book?

Yes.

Why would The Travels of Jain Farstrider make you sad?

It's a first-class adventure.