Any Day You Wake Up,

A Crafty Enemy Will Set A Weak Ambush You Are Meant To Break Through. Confident Because You Have Dealt With The Threat, Your Guard Relaxed, You Walk Into The Second, Stronger Ambush.

Prophecy Is Most Dangerous When You Try To Make It Happen... The Pattern Weaves Itself Around You, But When You Try To Weave It, Even You Cannot Hold It.

You Didn't Listen To Me," Lan Whispered. One Last Lesson. The Hardest. Demandred Struck, And Lan Saw His Opening. Lan Lunged Forward Placing Demandred's Sword Point Against His Own Side And Ramming Himself Forward Onto It. "i Did Not Come Here To Win," Lan Whispered, Smiling. "i Came Here To Kill You. Death Is Lighter Than A Feather." Demandred's Eyes Opened Wide, And He Tried To Pull Back. Too Late. Lan's Sword Took Him Straight Though The Throat.

Mat Had Tried To Make Her Say She Saw A Hat Floating Around Mat's Head. That Would Persuade Tuon To Stop Trying To Get Rid Of His, Would It Not?

The Wheel Weaves As The Wheel Wills, Perrin. We've Become What We Needed To Become."- Rand Al'thor