The Book Of Prophecy

Fourth Age Histories
The Karaethon Cycle
Dark Prophecy
The Prophecies of the Horn of Valere
The Prophecies of the Aiel
The Jendai Prophecy
The Prophecies of the Amayar
Visions and Dreams
Answers from the Aelfinn

Histories from the Fourth Age

And the Shadow fell upon the Land, and the World was riven stone from stone. The oceans fled, and the mountains were swallowed up, and the nations were scattered to the eight corners of the World. The moon was as blood, and the sun was as ashes. The seas boiled, and the living envied the dead. All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking of the World. And him they named Dragon.

from Aleth nin Taerin alta Camora,
The Breaking of the World
Author unknown, the Fourth Age 
(TEOTW, 1st header prophecy)

And it came to pass in those days, as it had come before and would come again, that the Dark lay heavy on the land and weighed down the hearts of men, and the green things failed, and hope died. And men cried out to the Creator, saying, O Light of the Heavens, Light of the World, let the Promised One be born of the mountain, according to the Prophecies, as he was in Ages past and will be in Ages to come. Let the Prince of the Morning sing to the land that green things will grow and the valleys give forth lambs. Let the arm of the Lord of the Dawn shelter us from the Dark, and the great sword of justice defend us. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time.

-from Charal Drianaan te Calamon,
The Cycle of the Dragon,
Author unknown, the Fourth Age 
(TEOTW, 2nd header prophecy and TGH, footer prophecy(shortened))

And it was written that no hand but his should wield the Sword held in the Stone, but he did draw it out, like fire in his hand, and his glory did burn the world. Thus did it begin. Thus do we sing his rebirth. Thus do we sing the beginning.

-from Do'in Toldara te, Songs of the Last Age,
Quarto Nine: The Legend of the Dragon Composed by Boanne, Songmistress at Taralan, the Fourth Age 
(TDR footer prophecy)

And when the blood was sprinkled on ground where nothing could grow, the Children of the Dragon did spring up, the People of the Dragon, armed to dance with death. And he did call them forth from the wasted lands, and they did shake the world with battle.

-from The Wheel of Time by Sulamein so Bhagad
Chief Historian at the Court of the Sun, the Fourth Age 
(TSR footer prophecy)

And the Glory of the Light did shine upon him.
And the Peace of the Light did he give men.
Binding nations to him. Making one of many.
Yet the shards of hearts did give wounds.
And what was once did come again
-- in fire and in storm 
splitting all in twain.
For his peace...
for his peace...
was the peace...
was the peace...
of the sword.
And the Glory of the Light did shine upon him.

from 'Glory of the Dragon'
composed by Meane sol Ahelle, the Fourth Age 
(TFOH footer prophecy)

The lions sing and the hills take flight.
The moon by day and the sun by night.
Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool.
Let the Lord of Chaos rule.

- chant from a children's game
heard in Great Aravalon, the Fourth Age
(LOC header prophecy)

The Karaethon Cycle (The Prophecies of the Dragon)

"The Prophecies of the Dragon say the Stone of Tear will never fall until Callandor is wielded by the Dragon's hand. The fall of the Stone of Tear will be one of the greatest signs of the Dragon's Rebirth."

(TEOTW, c13, Choices)

According to prophecy and legend the Dragon will be born again at mankind's greatest hour of need to save the world.. .the prophecies say the Dragon Reborn will bring a new Breaking to the world.

(TEOTW, Glossary, entry for Dragon Reborn)

And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered, and the Shadow shall lie across the Pattern of the Age, and the Dark One shall once more lay his hand upon the world of man. Women shall weep and men quail as the nations of the earth are rent like rotting cloth. Neither shall anything stand nor abide...Yet one shall be born to face the Shadow, born once more as he was born before and shall be born again, time without end. The Dragon shall be Reborn, and there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth at his rebirth. In sackcloth and ashes shall he clothe the people, and he shall break the world again by his coming, tearing apart all ties that bind. Like the unfettered dawn shall he blind us, and burn us, yet shall the Dragon Reborn confront the Shadow at the Last Battle, and his blood shall give us the Light. Let tears flow, O ye people of the world. Weep for your salvation.

from The Karaethon Cycle: The Prophecies of the Dragon
as translated by Ellaine Marise'idin Alshinn, Chief Librarian at the Court of Arafel, in the Year of Grace 231 of the New Era, the Third Age. 
(TGH, header prophecy)

For he shall come like the breaking dawn, and shatter the world again with his coming, and make it anew.

(TGH, c5, The Shadow In Shienar)

Five ride forth, and four return. Above the watchers shall he proclaim himself, bannered cross the sky in fire.

(TGH, c22, Watchers)

Twice and twice shall he be marked,
twice to live, and twice to die.
Once the heron, to set his path.
Twice the heron, to name him true.
Once the Dragon, for remembrance lost.
Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.

(TGH, c26, Discord; TDR, c2, Saidin and TSR, c9, Decisions)

Twice dawns the day when his blood is shed.
Once for mourning, once for birth. 
Red on black, the Dragon's blood stains the rock of Shayol Ghul.
In the Pit of Doom shall his blood free men from the Shadow. 

(TGH, c26, Discord)

And his paths shall be many, and who shall know his name, for he shall be born among us many times, in many guises, as he has been and ever will be, time without end. His coming shall be like the sharp edge of the plow, turning our lives in furrows from out of the places where we lie in our silence. The breaker of bonds; the forger of chains. The maker of futures; the unshaper of destiny.

- from Commentaries on the Prophecies of the Dragon 
by Jurith Dorine, Right Hand to the Queen of Almoren,
742 AB, the Third Age 
(TDR header prophecy)

"The blood of the Dragon Reborn on the rocks of Shayol Ghul will free mankind from the Shadow."

(TDR, c5, Nightmares Walking)

"Callandor will be but one fulfillment of The Karaethon Cycle, as his birth on the slopes of Dragonmount was the first. He has yet to break the nations, or shatter the world. Even scholars who have studied the Prophecies for their entire lives do not know how to interpret them all. What does it mean that he 'shall slay his people with the sword of peace, and destroy them with the leaf'? What does it mean that he 'shall bind the nine moons to serve him'? Yet these are given equal weight with Callandor in the Cycle. There are others. What 'wounds of madness and cutting of hope' has he healed? What chains has he broken, and who put into chains? And some are so obscure that he may already have fulfilled them, although I am not aware of it. But, no. Callandor is far from the end of it."

(TDR, c6, The Hunt Begins)

The Stone of Tear will never fall till the People of the Dragon come.

(TDR, c6, The Hunt Begins)

On the slopes of Dragonmount shall he be born, born of a maiden wedded to no man.

(TDR, c41, Threads in the Pattern)

The Shadow shall rise across the world, and darken every land, even to the smallest corner, and there shall be neither Light nor safety. And he who shall be born of the Dawn, born of the Maiden, according to Prophecy, he shall stretch forth his hands to catch the Shadow, and the world shall scream in the pain of salvation. All Glory be to the Creator, and to the Light, and to he who shall be born again. May the Light save us from him.

-from Commentaries on the Karaethon Cycle
Sereine dar Shamelle Motara
Counsel-Sister to Comaelle, High Queen of Jaramide
(circa 325 AB, the Third Age) 
(TSR header prophecy)

His blood on the rocks of Shayol Ghul, washing away the Shadow, sacrifice for man's salvation.

(TSR, c3, Reflection)

Power of the Shadow made human flesh,
wakened to turmoil, strife and ruin.
The Reborn One, marked and bleeding,
dances the sword in dreams and mist,
chains the Shadowsworn to his will,
from the city, lost and forsaken,
leads the spears to war once more,
breaks the spears and makes them see,
truth long hidden in the ancient dream.

from The Karaethon Cycle, an old Kandori translation 
(TSR, c6, Doorways)

Into the heart he thrusts his sword,
into the heart, to hold their hearts.
Who draws it out shall follow after,
What hand can grasp that fearful blade?

(TSR, c21, Into the Heart)

With his coming are the dread fires born again. The hills burn, and the land turns sere. The tides of men run out, and the hours dwindle. The wall is pierced, and the veil of parting raised. Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death.

fragment from The Prophecies of the Dragon
believed translated by N'Delia Basolaine
First Maid and Swordfast to Raidhen of Hol Cuchone
circa 400 AB 
(TFOH header prophecy)

The unstained tower breaks and bends knee to the forgotten sign.
The seas rage, and stormclouds gather unseen.
Beyond the horizon, hidden fires swell, and serpents nestle in the bosom.
What was exalted is cast down: what was cast down is raised up. 
Order burns to clear his path.

The Prophecies of the Dragon
translation by Jeorad Manyard
Governor of the Province of Andor for the High King, Artur Paendrag Tanreall
(LOC footer prophecy)

There can be no health in us, nor any good thing grow, for the land is one with the Dragon Reborn, and he one with the land. Soul of fire, heart of stone, in pride he conquers, forcing the proud to yield. He calls upon the mountains to kneel, and the seas to give way, and the very skies to bow. Pray that the heart of stone remembers tears, and the soul of fire, love.

From a much-disputed translation of The Prophecies of the Dragon
by the poet Kyera Termendal, of Shiota,
believed to have been published between FY 700 and FY 800. 
(ACOS header prophecy)

The north shall he tie to the east, and the west shall be bound to the south.

(ACOS, c34, Ta'veren)

Master of the lightnings, rider on the storm,
wearer of a crown of swords, spinner-out of fate.
Who thinks he turns the Wheel of Time,
may learn the truth too late.

from a fragmentary translation of The Prophecies of the Dragon, attributed to Lord Mangore Kiramin, Sword-bard of Aramelle and Warder to Caraighan Maconar, into what was then called the vulgar tongue (circa 300 AB) 
(ACOS footer prophecy)

The seals that hold back night shall weaken,
and in the heart of winter shall winter's heart be born
amid the wailing of lamentations and the gnashing of teeth,
for winter's heart shall ride a black horse,
and the name of it is Death.

-from The Karaethon Cycle
(WH header prophecy)

When the winds of Tarmon Gai'don scour the earth, he will face the Shadow and bring forth Light again in the world.

"One of the Prophecies says that the Stone of Tear will never fall until the People of the Dragon come to the Stone. Another says the Stone will never fall until the Sword That Cannot be Touched is wielded by the Dragon's hand...The Fall of the Stone will be one of the major signs that the Dragon has been reborn."

Dark Prophecy

Daughter of the Night, she walks again.
The ancient war, she still fights.
Her new lover she seeks, who shall serve her and die, yet serve still.
Who shall stand against her coming?
The Shining Walls shall kneel.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

The man who channels stands alone.
He gives his friends for sacrifice.
Two roads before him, one to death beyond dying, one to life eternal. 
Which will he choose? Which will he choose?
What hand shelters? What hand slays?
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

Luc came to the Mountains of Dhoom.
Isam waited in the high passes.
The hunt is now begun. The Shadow's hounds now course, and kill. 
One did live, and one did die, but both are.
The Time of Change has come.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

The Watchers wait on Toman Head.
The seed of the Hammer burns the ancient tree.
Death shall sow, and summer burn, before the Great Lord comes. 
Death shall reap, and bodies fail, before the Great Lord comes. 
Again the seed slays ancient wrong, before the Great Lord comes. 
Now the Great Lord comes.
Now the Great Lord comes.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.
Now the Great Lord comes.

(TGH, c7, Blood Calls Blood)

"It is written that when he awakes, the new Dreadlords will be there to praise him."

(TEOTW, c33, Four Kings In Shadow)

The Prophecies of the Horn of Valere

In the last, lorn fight 
'gainst the fall of long night,
the mountains stand guard, 
and the dead shall be ward, 
for the grave is no bar to my call.

(TEOTW, c26, Whitebridge)

"Those who come to the horn will follow whoever winds it."

Let whosoever sounds me think not of glory, but only of salvation.

(TGH, c5, The Shadow In Shienar and c46, To Come Out Of The Shadow)

'The Pattern weaves itself around our necks like halters,' Artur Hawkwing said. 'You are here. The banner is here. The weave of this moment is set. We have come to the Horn, but we must follow the banner. And the Dragon.' 

Artur Hawkwing speaking to Rand al'Thor at Falme
(TGH, c47, The Grave Is No Bar to My Call)

The Prophecies of the Aiel is prophesied that a child born of a Maiden will unite the clans and return the Aiel to the greatness they knew during the Age of Legends.

(TEOTW, Glossary, entry for Far Dareis Mai)

"One of the old prophecies says that if ever we fail Aes Sedai again, they will slay us."

(TGH, c28, A New Thread In The Pattern)

"He will come from the west, beyond the Spine of the World, but be of our blood. He will go to Rhuidean, and lead us out of the Three-fold Land... It is said that under this sign, (the ancient sign of the Aes Sedai) he will conquer."

(TGH, c28, A New Thread In The Pattern)

"The prophecies say that when the Stone of Tear Falls we will leave the three-fold land at last...It says we will be changed, and find again what was ours, and was lost." 

(TDR, c34, A Different Dance)

"In your Prophecies of the Dragon, the fall of the Stone and the taking of Callandor proclaim that the Dragon has been Reborn. Our prophecy says only that the Stone must fall before He Who Comes With the Dawn appears to take us back to what was ours. They may be one man, but I doubt even the Wise Ones could say for sure. If Rand is the one, there are things he must do yet to prove it... If he is the one, he will know, and do them." 

(TSR, c3, Reflection)

The stone that never falls will fall to announce his coming. Of the blood, but not raised by the blood, he will come from Rhuidean at dawn, and tie you together with bonds you cannot break. He will take you back, and he will destroy you.

(TSR, c25, The Road To The Spear)

He shall spill out the blood of those who call themselves Aiel as water on sand, and he shall break them as dried twigs, yet the remnant of a remnant shall he save, and they shall live.

(TSR, c34, He Who Comes With The Dawn)

The Jendai Prophecy

"He can wield the One Power, so I have heard, and he holds the Sword That Cannot Be Touched. The Aiel have come over the Dragonwall to his call; I have seen several in the streets, and it is said they fill the Stone. The Stone of Tear has fallen, and war breaks over the nations of the land. Those who once ruled have returned, and been driven back for the first time. Prophecy is being fulfilled." 

(TSR, c19, The Wavedancer)

"We must wander the waters until the Coramoor returns, and serve him at his coming."

(TSR, c19, The Wavedancer)

"The Prophecy is being fulfilled. He is the Coramoor. Aes Sedai serve him. You are proof of that, that you are here in this city. That is in the Prophecy as well. 'The White Tower shall be broken by his name, and Aes Sedai shall kneel to wash his feet and dry them with their hair."

(TSR, c19, The Wavedancer)

Rand: That is what the Jendai Prophecy says. The Sea Folk will serve the Coramoor.
Harine: Yes, but there is the matter of the Bargain. The Jendai Prophecy says you will bring us to glory, and all the seas of the world will be ours. As we give to you, you must give to us.

(ACOS, c34, Ta'veren)

Prophecies of the Amayar

Suddenly the one unplowed hill caught her eye. A great stone hand stuck out of the ground clasping a clear sphere as large as a house. And that sphere was shining like a glorious summer sun.
All thoughts of the Atha'an Miere gone, Timna gathered her cloak and sat down on the ground, smiling to think that she might see the fulfillment of prophecy and the end of Illusion.

(WH, c35, With the Choedan Kal)

Night fell. On the hilltop, the wind blew dust across the fragments of what had once been a ter'angreal. Below lay the tomb of Shadar Logoth, open to give the world hope. And on distant Tremalking, the word began to spread that the Time of Illusions was at an end.

(WH, c35, With the Choedan Kal)


~Gitara Moroso's Foretellings~ 

He is born again! I feel him! The Dragon takes his first breath on the slope of Dragonmount! He is coming! He is coming! Light help us! Light help the world! He lies in the snow and cries like the thunder! He burns like the sun!

(TGH, c8, The Dragon Reborn)

"...disaster would befall her land and her people, perhaps the world, unless she went to dwell among the Maidens of the Spear, telling no one of her going. She (Tigraine) must become a Maiden, and she could not return to her own land until the Maidens had gone to Tar Valon."

(TSR, c34, He Who Comes With The Dawn)

"After Luc rode north, never to return, whispers said Gitara had convinced him that his fame lay in the blight, or his fate. Others said it was that he would find the Dragon Reborn there, or that the Last Battle depended on him going." 

(LOC, c16, Tellings of the Wheel)

~Elaida's Foretellings~ 

This I Foretell, and swear under the Light that I can say no clearer. From this day Andor marches towards pain and division. The Shadow has yet to darken to its blackest, and I cannot see if the Light will come after. Where the world has wept one tear, it will weep thousands. This I Foretell.
This, too, I Foretell. Pain and division come to the whole world, and this man (Rand) stands at the heart of it.

(TEOTW, c40, The Web Tightens)

The very first thing Elaida had ever Foretold, while still an Accepted - and had known enough even then to keep to herself - was that the Royal line of Andor would be the key to defeating the Dark One in the Last Battle.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

The Tower shall be whole again, whole and stronger than ever, only remnants cast out and scorned. Rand al'Thor shall face the Amyrlin Seat and know her anger. The Black Tower shall be rent in blood and fire, and sisters shall walk its grounds. This I Foretell.

(ACOS, Prologue, Lightnings)

~Nicola's Foretelling~ 

The lion sword, the dedicated spear, she who sees beyond. Three on the boat, and he who is dead yet lives. The great battle done, but the world not done with battle. The land divided by the return, and the guardians balance the servants. The future teeters on the edge of a blade.

(LOC, c14, Dreams and Nightmares)

~Lidya's Foretelling (?)~

Only luck had kept anyone from overhearing Lidya's cryptic words. Everyone knew that damane could foretell the future, and if any of the Blood had heard, they would all have been chattering behind their hands about her (Tuon's) fate.  (Note that the substance of this Foretelling, if that was what it was, is never gone into in detail, but given the interest Tuon shows in him later is probably connected with Mat.)

(WH, c14, What a Veil Hides)

Visions and Dreams

~Min's viewings~ 

Sparks swirling around you, (Rand) thousands of them, and a big shadow, darker than midnight. It's so strong, I almost wonder why everybody can't see it. The sparks are trying to fill the shadow, and the shadow is trying to swallow the sparks. You are all tied together in something dangerous, but I can't make any more of it.

(TEOTW, c15, Strangers and Friends)

R: What do you see when you look at...the rest of us?
M: All sorts of things. The War...ah...Master Andra has seven ruined towers around his head, and a babe in a cradle holding a sword, and...Men like him - you understand? - always have so many images they crowd one another. The strongest images around the gleeman are a man - not him - juggling fire, and the White Tower, and that doesn't make any sense at all for a man. The strongest things I see about the big, curly- haired fellow are a wolf, and a broken crown, and trees flowering all around him. And the other one - a red eagle, an eye on a balance scale, a dagger with a ruby, a horn, and a laughing face. There are other things, but you see what I mean. This time I can't make up or down out of any of it.
R: What about me?
M: The same kind of things as the rest. A sword that isn't a sword, a golden crown of laurel leaves, a beggar's staff, you pouring water on sand, a bloody hand and a white-hot iron, three women standing over a funeral bier with you on it, black rock wet with blood-
... Most of all, I see lightning around you, some striking at you, some coming out of you. I don't know what any of it means, except for one thing. You and I will meet again.

(TEOTW, c15, Strangers and Friends)

"She's (Nynaeve) part of it, right along with the rest of you... She met Mistress Alys coming in, and there were sparks, with just the two of them. Yesterday I couldn't see sparks without at least three or four of you together, but today it's all sharper, and more furious... You're all in more danger today than yesterday. Since she came."

(TEOTW, c16, The Wisdom)

"And she can read things about you from them, though I'm not sure she always tells the truth." (Elayne said) "She said I'd have to share my husband with two other women, and I'd never put up with that. She just laughs, and says it was never her idea of how to run things, either. But she said I would be a queen before she knew who I was; she said she saw a crown, and it was the Rose Crown of Andor."

(TGH, c24, New Friends And Old Enemies)

Despite herself, Egwene asked, "What do you see when you look at me?"
Min glanced at her. "A white flame, and...Oh, all sorts of things. I don't know what it means."
"She says that a great deal," Elayne said dryly. "One of the things she said she saw looking at me was a severed hand. Not mine, she says. She claims she does not know what it means, either."

(TGH, c24, New Friends And Old Enemies)

She squinted at them (Elayne, Egwene and Nynaeve) and suddenly frowned. "That's new," she breathed.
"What?" Nynaeve asked sharply.
Min hesitated before answering. "Danger. You are all in some kind of danger. Or you will be, very soon. I can't make it out, but it is danger."

(TGH, c38, Practice)

"I can see the danger around all of you more clearly, now. Not clearly enough to make it out, but I think it has something to do with you deciding to go. (To Toman Head) That's why it is clearer; because it is more certain."
"That's no reason for her (Elayne) to come," Nynaeve said, but Min shook her head again.
"She is linked to - to those boys as much as you, or Egwene, or me. She's part of it, Nynaeve, whatever it is."

(TGH, c38, Practice)

A man's ring of heavy gold floated above Nynaeve's head, and above Elayne's, a red-hot iron and an axe. They meant trouble, she was sure, but it seemed distant, somewhere in the future.

(TGH, c43, A Plan)

"The Tinker woman is going to die," she said softly, eyeing the others near the fires.
..."Are you sure?" Perrin asked..."About Leya." 
"...Perrin, I saw her own face floating over her shoulder, covered in blood, eyes staring. It's never any clearer than that."

(TDR, c2, Saidin)

"They were not there before. They must have to do with this journey. Or at least with you deciding to go."
After a moment he (Perrin) said reluctantly, "What did you see?"
"An Aielman in a cage," she said promptly. "A Tuatha'an with a sword. A falcon and a hawk, perching on your shoulders. Both female, I think."
..."One more thing," she said slowly. "If you meet a woman - the most beautiful woman you've ever seen - run!"

(TDR, c6, The Hunt Begins)

A slender woman with black hair falling to her waist, the only one of the three she recognised - her name was Ananda; she was Yellow Ajah - wore a sickly brown halo, shriveled and split by rotting fissures that fell in and widened as they decayed. The small, fair-haired Aes Sedai beside Ananda was Green Ajah, by her green-fringed shawl. The White Flame of Tar Valon on it showed for a moment when she turned her back. And on her shoulder, as if nestled among the grape vines and flowering apple branches worked on her shawl, sat a human skull. A small woman's skull, picked clean and sun-bleached. The third, a plumply pretty woman halfway around the room, wore no shawl; most Aes Sedai did not except for ceremony. The lift of her chin and the set of her shoulders spoke of strength and pride. She seemed to be casting cool blue eyes on the petitioners through a tattered curtain of blood, crimson streamers running down her face.
Blood and skull and halo faded away in the dance of images around the three, came and faded again...No one but Min knew those three women were going to die. All on the same day.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

Another Accepted came to replace one already there, and to Min's eyes bars floated in front of her apple-cheeked face, like a cage. Sheriam, the Mistress of Novices, looked into the hall...and the red-haired Aes Sedai's face looked battered and bruised... 
The Brown sister was smiling, too, but her aura faded like a guttering candle flame...
Warders hurried by with barely a glance for the two women, men who moved like hunting wolves, their swords only an afterthought to their deadliness, but they seemed to have bloody faces, or gaping wounds. Swords and spears danced about their heads, threatening. Their auras flashed wildly, flickered on the knife edge of death. She saw dead men walking, knew they would die on the same day as the Aes Sedai in the entry hall, or at most a day later. Even some of the servants, men and women with the Flame of Tar Valon on their breasts, hurrying about their work, bore signs of violence. An Aes Sedai glimpsed down a side hallway appeared to have chains in the air around her, and another, crossing the corridor ahead of Min and her guide, seemed for most of those few strides to wear a silver collar around her neck. Min's breath caught at that; she wanted to scream.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

Min flinched: for a moment, streaks of dried blood had made his face a grim mask. It was like a double hammer blow... and Gawyn was going to be wounded on the day the Aes Sedai died.
...He scowled, and for a moment his face was that bloody mask again. More: a sword floated above his head, and a banner waved behind it. The long-hilted sword, like those most Warders used, had a heron engraved on its slightly curved blade, symbol of a blademaster, and Min could not say whether it belonged to Gawyn or threatened him. The banner bore Gawyn's sign of the charging White Boar, but on a field of green rather than the red of Andor. Both sword and banner faded with the blood.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

For a moment the Keeper (Leane) had been looking through a transparent mask of her own face, a screaming mask.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

Siuan Sanche was standing there as regal as any queen, and for a moment she was also lying on the floor, naked. Aside from her being in only her skin, there was something odd about the image, but it vanished before Min could say what. It was as strong a viewing as she had ever seen, and she had no idea what it meant.

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

"The first time I ever saw Rand, I saw three women's faces, and one of them was mine. I've never seen anything about myself before or since, but I knew what it meant. I was going to fall in love with him. All three of us were...The faces were blurred; I don't know who they are."

(TSR, c1, Seeds of Shadow)

But she had never before seen a flaring halo around his (Logain's) head, radiant in gold and blue...a halo that shouted of glory and power to come.

(TSR, c17, Deceptions)

Suddenly, for a moment, that flaring halo of gold and blue shone about his (Logain's) head, speaking of glory to come as surely as it had the first time she had seen it.

(TSR, c47, The Truth of a Viewing)

For a moment, she let herself think of the images she had glimpsed, just for a moment, flickering around Gawyn's head. Gawyn kneeling at Egwene's feet with his head bowed, and Gawyn breaking Egwene's neck, first one then the other, as if either could be the future. 
The things she saw were very rarely as clear in meaning as those two, and she had never before seen that fluttering back and forth, as though not even the viewing could tell which would be the true future. Worse, she had a feeling near to certainty that it was what she had done this day that had turned Gawyn toward those two possibilities.

(TSR, c47, The Truth of a Viewing)

Sheriam's tilted green eyes fixed immediately on Min's face. Rays of silver and blue flashed about her fiery hair, and a soft golden light; Min could not say what it meant.

(TFOH, c26, Sallie Daera)

For an instant Min saw an image of a raven floating beside her (Carlinya's) dark hair; more a drawing of the bird than the bird itself. She thought it was a tattoo, but she did not know its meaning.

(TFOH, c26, Sallie Daera)

To Min's eyes, a silvery collar suddenly appeared, snug around the woman's neck, and as suddenly seemed to shatter. Min shivered. She did not like viewings connected to the Seanchan. At least Edesina would escape somehow.

(TFOH, c26, Sallie Daera)

"When Bryne came in, I had a viewing. An aura, and a bull ripping roses from around its neck, and...None of it matters except the aura. I didn't even really understand that, but more than anything else...If you (Siuan) want to stay alive, you had better stay close to him."

(TFOH, c28, Trapped)

"You'd think, if there was any justice, she (Faolain) would have an unpleasant future ahead of her."

(TFOH, c50, To Teach And Learn)

Min: Those three you brought with you are trouble, and that is a viewing.
Elayne: You mean Marigan and Nicola and Areina? How can they be trouble?
M: I don't know exactly. I only caught glimpses of aura, and just out of the corner of my eye. Never when I was looking right at them, where I might have made something out. There aren't many who have auras all the time, you know. Trouble. Maybe they'll carry tales.

(TFOH, c50, To Teach And Learn)

Elayne: Min, you had a viewing about Rand and me, didn't you? 
Min: Yes.
E: You saw that we were going to fall in love.
M: Not exactly. I saw you'd fall in love with him. I don't know what he feels for you, only that he's tied to you some way.
E: And you saw there would be someone else. Someone I'd have to...share...him with.
M: Two. Two others. And ... And I'm one.
...E: Who is the third?
M: I don't know. Only that she has a temper. Not Nynaeve, thank the Light.

(TFOH, c50, To Teach And Learn)

An image flickered above Enaila's head and was gone. A wreath of some sort: Min had no idea what it meant.

(LOC, c41, A Threat)

Countless thousands of sparkling lights, like stars or fireflies, rushed into a great blackness, trying to fill it up, rushed in and were swallowed. There seemed to be more lights than she had ever seen before, but the darkness swallowed them at a greater rate, too. And there was something else, something new, an aura of yellow and brown and purple that made her stomach clench.

(LOC, c41, A Threat)

"I saw an aura around you (Rand) in the throne room. Aes Sedai are going to hurt you. Women who can channel, anyway. It was all confused; I'm not sure about the Aes Sedai part. But it might happen more than once."

(LOC, c41, A Threat)

"You will have two daughters," Min murmured (to Melaine). "Twins like mirrors."

(LOC, c41, A Threat)

Min: When you two (Rand and Perrin) were together, I saw those fireflies and the darkness stronger than ever... But with the two of you in the same room, the fireflies were holding their own instead of being eaten faster than they can swarm, the way they do when you're alone. And something else I saw when you were together.  Twice he's (Perrin) going to have to be there, or you... If he's not, something bad will happen to you... Very bad.
Rand: Then I'll just have to keep him around.
M: I don't know that that will be enough... It will happen if he's not there, but nothing I saw said it won't because he is. It will be very bad, Rand.

(LOC, c46, Beyond the Gate)

Images and auras flickered about them (Bera and Kiruna) as always around Aes Sedai and Warders. One caught Min's eye when it flashed around both women at the same instant, brownish yellow and deep purple. The colors themselves meant nothing, but that aura made Min stop breathing.

(LOC, c49, The Mirror Of Mists)

"Trust me, Min. I won't hurt you. I will cut off my arm before I hurt you." She was silent, and he finally looked down to find her peering up at him with a strange expression. 
"That's very nice to hear, sheepherder." Her voice was as odd as her face.

(LOC, c49, The Mirror Of Mists)

Maringil, white-haired and blade-slim and cool as ice, was going to die by the knife. Colavaere, her more than handsome face calm and collected once she learned Aviendha was not with Rand this time, would die by hanging. Meilan, with his pointed beard and oily voice, would die by poison. The future carried a heavy toll for the High Lords of Tear. Aracome and Maraconn and Gueyam were all going to die too, bloody deaths, in battle Min thought. She said she had never seen death so often in one group of people.

(LOC, c50, Thorns)

"I saw nothing of any use to you. Just a man in white who will make her (Berelain) fall head over heels. Some women have no shame at all!"

(LOC, c50, Thorns)

"Taim has blood in his past and blood in his future, but you could guess that. He's a dangerous man. They seem to be gathering images like Aes Sedai." A sidelong look through lowered eyes at Dashiva and the other Asha'man said who she meant... "The problem is, what I can see is all blurry... Kiruna and that lot have all sorts of things around them, but they stay so close together that it all... jumbles together most of the time. It's even muddier with the prisoners."
"Never mind the prisoners," Rand told her. "That's what they'll say."
"But Rand, I keep feeling there is something important, if I could only pick it out. You need to know."

(ACOS: c2, The Butcher's Yard)

"I saw you and another man. I couldn't make out either face, but I knew one was you. You touched, and seemed to merge into each other, and..." Her mouth tightened worriedly, and she went on in a very small voice. "I don't know what it means, Rand, except that one of you dies, and one doesn't. I - Why are you grinning? This isn't a joke, Rand. I do not know which of you dies."

(ACOS, c33, A Bath)

"They will keep their word," Min murmured abruptly... "I just saw these five in your hand." (Merana, Alanna, Bera, Rafela, Faeldrin)

(ACOS, c34, Ta'veren)

"You will be punished for what happens here today, Harine, but not so much as you fear, I think. At least, one day you will be the Mistress of the Ships."

(ACOS, c34, Ta'veren)

A vast shadow lurked over him (Rand), swallowing up thousands upon thousands of tiny lights like fireflies that hurled themselves into it in an attempt to fill up the darkness. Today, there seemed to be countless tens of thousands of fireflies, but the shadow seemed larger, too. Somehow that viewing represented his battle with the Shadow, but he almost never wanted to know how it stood. Not that she could really say, except that the shadow always seemed to be winning, to one degree or another.

(ACOS, c35, Into the Woods)

She had not really lied when he (Rand) asked what viewings she had kept back. Not really. What good to tell him he would almost certainly fail without a woman who was dead and gone?

(ACOS, c35, Into the Woods) was not as if she had really expected Moiraine to turn up alive. Moiraine was the only viewing of hers that had ever failed.

(ACOS, c35, Into the Woods)

Caraline Damodred drew herself up on her saddle, face cold enough to shame an Aes Sedai, but suddenly auras of red and white flashed around her and Darlin, and Min knew. The colors never seemed to matter, but she knew that they would marry - after Caraline had led him a merry chase. More, to her eyes a crown suddenly appeared on Darlin's head, a simple golden circlet with a slightly curved sword lying on its side above his brows. The king's crown he would wear one day, though of what country, she could not say.

(ACOS, c35, Into the Woods)

He (Daved Hanlon) glared at her back as she (Caraline) took a goblet of punch and waved the servant away, and Min's breath caught at the aura that suddenly flashed around him, bruised hues so dark they seemed nearly black.
"Don't trust that man, Lady Caraline." She could not stop herself. "He will murder anyone he thinks is in his way; he'll kill for a whim, kill anybody." She clamped her teeth shut before saying more...How to explain what she did know about Hanlon now, that his hands would be red with more rapes and murders before he died?

(ACOS, c35, Into the Woods)

"It's Cadsuane. She is going to teach you (Rand) something, you and the Asha'man. All the Asha'man, I mean. It's something you have to learn, but I don't know what it is, except that none of you will like learning it from her. You aren't going to like it at all."

(ACOS, c41, A Crown Of Swords)

"As for Darlin, aside from the fact that he'll marry Caraline, after she's wrung him out and hung him out to dry, all I can say is that one day he'll be a king. I saw the crown on his head, a thing with a sword in front of it, but I don't know what country it belongs to. And, oh, yes. He'll die in bed, and she will survive him."

(TPOD, c27, The Bargain)

(Beldeine) Light, she was going to bond an Asha'man as a Warder!

(TPOD, c27, A Cup Of Sleep)

(Sarene) Images and auras; a tempestuous love affair, of all things! The woman was ice, however beautiful. And there was nothing useful in knowing some man would melt her!

(TPOD, c27, A Cup Of Sleep)

(Nesune) One red-and-green aura spoke of honors, and fame. A huge building appeared above her head and vanished. A library she would found.

(TPOD, c27, A Cup Of Sleep)

Among all those images spilling around Rand and the women, suddenly an aura flashed, blue and yellow tinged with green, encompassing them all. And Min knew its meaning. She gasped, half in surprise, half in relief.
"They will serve you, each in her fashion, Rand," she said hurriedly. "I saw it." Sorilea would serve him? Suddenly Min wondered exactly what "in her fashion" meant. The words came with the knowing, but she did not always know what the words themselves meant. But they would serve; that much was plain.

(TPOD, c27, A Cup Of Sleep)

"She'll (Elayne) get with child from this. Two of them; a boy and a girl; both healthy and strong."

(WH, c12, A Lily In Winter)

Aviendha would have Rand's babies, too. Four of them at once! Something was odd about that, though. The babies would be healthy, but still something odd.

(WH, c12, A Lily In Winter)

Auras danced around her (Birgitte) and images flickered, more than Min had ever seen around anyone, thousands in seemed, cascading over one another... those multitudes of images and auras flashed by too quickly for her to make out any clearly, but she was certain they indicated more adventures than a woman could have in one lifetime. Strangely, some were connected to an ugly man who was older than she, and others to an ugly man who was much younger, yet somehow Min knew they were the same man.

(WH, c12, A Lily In Winter)

Min: Rand, I like Alivia. I do, even if she does make Nynaeve have kittens left and right. But she is going to kill you.
Rand: You said she was going to help me die. Those were your words.

(WH, c25, Bonds)

~Egwene's dreams~ 

A nightmare for true, but real. First there had been a man with a mask over his face, and fire in place of his eyes. Despite the mask, she had thought he was surprised to see her. His look had frightened her 'till she thought her bones would break from shivering, but suddenly he vanished, and she saw Rand sleeping on the ground, wrapped in a cloak. A woman had been standing over him, looking down. Her face was in shadow, but her eyes seemed to shine like the moon, and Egwene had known she was evil. Then there was a flash of light, and they were gone. Both of them. And behind it all, almost like another thing altogether, was the feel of danger, as if a trap was just beginning to snap shut on an unsuspecting lamb, a trap with many jaws. As though time had slowed, and she could watch the iron jaws creep closer together. The dream had not faded with waking, the way dreams did. And the danger felt so strong she still wanted to look over her shoulder - only somehow she knew that it was aimed at Rand, not her.

(TGH, c12, Woven in the Pattern)

Three times the man whose eyes were fire had been in her dreams each time when she dreamed a dream that convinced her Rand was in danger. He always wore a mask across his face; sometimes she could see his eyes, and sometimes she could only see fire where they should be.

(TGH, c18, To the White Tower)

She had dreamed about the Seanchan, too, of women in dresses with lightning bolts woven on their breasts, collaring a long line of women who wore Great Serpent rings, forcing them to call lightning against the White Tower. That had started her awake in a cold sweat, but that had to be just a nightmare, too. And the dream about Whitecloaks binding her father's hands. 

(TDR, c25, Questions)

There had been a dream of Rand, reaching for a sword that seemed to be made out of crystal, never seeing the fine net dropping over him. And one of him kneeling in a chamber where a parched wind blew dust across the floor, and creatures like the one on the Dragon banner, but much smaller, floated on that wind, and settled into his skin. There had been a dream of him walking down a great hole in a black mountain, a hole filled with reddish glare as from vast fires below, and even a dream of him confronting Seanchan.

(TDR, c25, Questions)

Perrin with a falcon on his shoulder, and Perrin with a hawk. Only the hawk held a leash in her talons - Egwene was somehow convinced both hawk and falcon were female - and the hawk was trying to fasten it around Perrin's neck. That made her shiver even now; she did not like dreams about leashes. And that dream of Perrin - with a beard! - leading a huge pack of wolves that stretched as far as the eye could see. 

(TDR, c25, Questions)

Those about Mat had been even nastier. Mat, placing his own left eye on a balance scale. Mat, hanging by his neck from a tree limb. There had been a dream of Mat and Seanchan, too, but she was willing to dismiss that as a nightmare. It had to have been just a nightmare. Just like the one about Mat speaking the Old Tongue.

(TDR, c25, Questions)

Rand holding a sword that blazed like the sun, till she could hardly see that it was a sword, could hardly make out that it was him at all. Rand threatened in a dozen ways, none of them the least bit real. In one dream he had been on a huge stones board, the black and white stones as big as boulders, and him dodging the monstrous hands that moved them and seemed to try to crush him under them. It could have meant something. It very probably did, but beyond the fact that Rand was in danger from someone, or two someones - she thought that much was clear-  beyond that, she simply did not know.

(TDR, c37, Fires In Cairhien)

She had dreamed of Perrin with a wolf, and with a falcon, and a hawk - and the falcon and the hawk fighting - of Perrin running from someone deadly, and stepping willingly over the edge of a towering cliff while saying, "It must be done. I must learn to fly before I reach the bottom." There had been a dream of an Aiel, and she thought that had to do with Perrin, too, but she was not sure.

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

Min springing a steel trap but somehow walking through it without so much as seeing it.

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

There had been dreams of Mat, too. Of Mat with dice spinning 'round him - she felt she knew where that one came from - of Mat being followed by a man who was not there - she still did not understand that; there was a man following, or maybe more than one, but in some way there was no one there - of Mat riding desperately toward something unseen in the distance that he had to reach, and Mat with a woman who seemed to be tossing fireworks about. An Illuminator, she assumed, but that made no more sense than anything else.

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

Men and women breaking out of a cage, then putting on crowns.

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

A woman playing with puppets, and another dream where the strings led to still greater puppets, on and on until the last strings vanished into unimaginable heights. 

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

Kings dying, queens weeping, battles raging. Whitecloaks ravaging the Two Rivers.

(TDR, c37, Fires in Cairhien)

The Whitecloaks putting Master Luhhan in the middle of a huge, toothed trap for bait.

(TDR, c48, Following the Craft)

Why should Perrin have a falcon on his shoulder, and what was important about him choosing between that axe he wore now and a blacksmith's hammer?

(TDR, c48, Following the Craft)

What did it mean that Mat was dicing with the Dark One, and why did he keep shouting, "I am coming!" and why did she think in the dream that he was shouting at her?

(TDR, c48, Following the Craft)

And Rand. He was sneaking through utter darkness toward Callandor, while all around him six men and five women walked, some hunting him and some ignoring him, some trying to guide him toward the shining crystal sword and some trying to stop him from reaching it, appearing not to know where he was, or only to see him in flashes. One of the men had eyes of flame, and he wanted Rand dead with a desperation she could nearly taste. She thought she knew him. Ba'alzamon...

(TDR, c48, Following the Craft)

Rand in that dry, dusty chamber again, with those small creatures settling into his skin. Rand confronting a horde of Seanchan. Rand confronting her, and the women with her, and one of them was a Seanchan.

(TDR, c48, Following the Craft)

Rand as tall as a mountain, walking through cities, crushing buildings beneath his feet, with screaming people like ants fleeing from him. Rand in chains, and it was he who was screaming. Rand building a wall with him on one side and her on the other, her and Elayne and others she could not make out. "It has to be done," he was saying as he piled up stones. "I'll not let you stop me now." His were not the only nightmares. She had dreamed of Aiel fighting each other, killing each other, even throwing away their weapons and running as if they had gone mad. Mat wrestling with a Seanchan woman who tied an invisible leash to him. A wolf - she was sure it was Perrin, though - fighting a man whose face kept changing. Galad wrapping himself in white as if putting on his own shroud, and Gawyn with his face full of pain and hatred. Her mother weeping.

(TSR, c11, What Lies Hidden)

Rand sitting down in a chair, and somehow she knew that the chair's owner would be murderously angry at having her chair taken; that the owner was a woman was as much as she could pick out of that, and not a thing more. 

(TFOH, c15, What Can Be Learned In Dreams)

Perrin lounging with Faile on his lap, kissing her while she played with the short-cut beard that he wore in the dream. Behind them two banners waved, a red wolf's head and a crimson eagle. A man in a bright yellow coat stood near to Perrin's shoulder, a sword strapped to his back; in some way she knew that he was a Tinker, though no Tinker would even touch a sword. And every bit of it except the beard seemed important. The banners, Faile kissing Perrin, even the Tinker. Every time he moved closer to Perrin it was as if a chill of doom shot through everything.

(TFOH, c15, What Can Be Learned In Dreams)

Mat throwing dice with blood streaming down his face, the wide brim of his hat pulled low so she could not see his wound.

(TFOH, c15, What Can Be Learned In Dreams)

Thom put his hand into a fire to draw out the small blue stone that now dangled on Moiraine's forehead.

(TFOH, c15, What Can Be Learned In Dreams)

Or a dream of a storm, great dark clouds rolling without wind or rain while forked lightning bolts, every one identical, rent the earth.

(TFOH, c15, What Can Be Learned In Dreams)

Twice, right atop one another, she dreamed of taking him (Gawyn) by the shoulders and trying to turn him to face the other way against his will. Once he brushed her hands away roughly; the other time, she was somehow stronger than he. The two blended together hazily. In another he began swinging a door closed on her, and she knew if that narrowing gap of light vanished, she was dead.

(LOC, c15, A Pile Of Sand)

Perrin came and stood before her, a wolf lying at his feet, a hawk and a falcon perched on his shoulders glaring at each other over his head. Seemingly unaware of them, he kept trying to throw away that axe of his, until finally he ran, the axe floating through the air, chasing him. Again Perrin; he turned away from a Tinker and ran, faster and faster though she called for him to come back.

(LOC, c15, A Pile Of Sand)

Mat spoke strange words she almost understood - the Old Tongue, she thought - and two ravens alighted on his shoulders, claws sinking through his coat into the flesh beneath. He seemed no more aware of them than Perrin had been of the hawk and falcon, yet defiance passed across his face, and then grim acceptance. In another a woman, face shrouded in shadow, beckoned him toward great danger; Egwene did not know what, only that it was monstrous.

(LOC, c15, A Pile Of Sand)

Several concerned Rand, not all bad, but all odd. Elayne, forcing him to his knees with one hand. Elayne and Min and Aviendha, sitting in a silent circle around him, each in turn reaching out to lay a hand on him. Him walking toward a burning mountain, something crunching beneath his boots. She stirred and whimpered; the crunching things were the seals on the Dark One's prison, shattering with his every step. She knew it. She did not need to see them to know.

(LOC, c15, A Pile Of Sand)

...that she would bond him (Gawyn), she knew from interpreting her dreams...

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

She stood in a vast, dim chamber where everything was indistinct. Everything except Gawyn, slowly coming toward her. A tall, beautiful man - had she ever thought his half-brother Galad was more beautiful? - with golden hair and eyes of the most wonderful deep blue. He had some distance to cover yet, but he could see her; his gaze was fixed on her like an archer's on the target. A faint sound of crunching and grating hung in the air. She looked down. And felt a scream building in her. On bare feet, Gawyn walked across a floor of broken glass, shards breaking at every slow step. Even in that faint light she could see the trail of blood left by his slashed feet. She flung out a hand, tried to shout for him to stop, tried to run to him, but just that quickly she was elsewhere.

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

In the way of dreams she floated above a long, straight road across a grassy plain, looking down upon a man riding a black stallion. Gawyn. Then she was standing in the road in front of him, and he reined in. Not because he saw her, this time, but the road that had been straight now forked right where she stood, running over tall hills so no one could see what lay beyond. She knew, though. Down one fork was his violent death, down the other, a long life and a death in bed. On one path he would marry her, on the other, not. She knew what lay ahead, but not which way led to which. Suddenly he did see her, or seemed to, and smiled, and turned his horse along one of the forks...

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

She stood before an immense wall, clawing at it, trying to tear it down with her bare hands. It was not made of brick or stone, but countless thousands of discs, each half white and half black, the ancient symbol of the Aes Sedai, like the seven seals that had once held the Dark One's prison shut. Some of those seals were broken now, though not even the One Power could break cuendillar, and the rest had weakened somehow, but the wall stood strong however she beat at it. She could not tear it down. Maybe it was the symbol that was important. Maybe it was the Aes Sedai she was trying to tear down, the White Tower. Maybe...

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

Mat sat on a night-shrouded hilltop, watching a grand Illuminator's display of fireworks, and suddenly his hand shot up, seized one of those bursting lights in the sky. Arrows of fire flashed from his clenched fist, and a sense of dread filled her. Men would die because of this. The world would change. But the world was changing; it always changed.

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

Straps at waist and shoulder held her tightly to the block, and the headsman's axe descended, but she knew that somewhere someone was running, and if they ran fast enough, the axe would stop. If not...In that corner of her mind she felt a chill.

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

Logain, laughing, stepped across something on the ground and mounted a black stone; when she looked down, she thought it was Rand's body he had stepped over, laid out on a funeral bier with his hands crossed at his breast, but when she touched his face, it broke apart like a paper puppet.

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

A golden hawk stretched out its wing and touched her, and she and the hawk were tied together somehow; all she knew was that the hawk was female. 

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

A man lay dying in a narrow bed, and it was important that he not die, yet outside a funeral pyre was being built, and voices raised songs of joy and sadness. 

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

A dark young man held an object in his hand that shone so brightly she could not see what it was.

(ACOS, c10, Unseen Eyes)

In the dim, cold dark of deep night, Egwene woke groggily from restless sleep and troubling dreams, the more troubling because she could not remember them. Her dreams were always open to her, as clear as printed words on a page, yet these had been murky and fearful. She had had too many of those lately. They left her wanting to run, to escape, never able to recall what from, but always queasy and uncertain, even trembling.

(TPOD, c15, Stronger than Written Law)

Rand, wearing different masks, until suddenly one of those false faces was no longer a mask, but him. 

(TPOD, c15, Stronger than Written Law)

Perrin and a Tinker, frenziedly hacking their way through brambles with axe and sword, unaware of the cliff that lay just ahead. And the brambles screamed with human voices they did not hear.

(TPOD, c15, Stronger than Written Law)

Mat, weighing two Aes Sedai on a huge set of balance scales, and on his decision depended....She could not say what; something vast; the world, perhaps. There had been other dreams, most tinged with suffering. Recently, all of her dreams about Mat were pale and full of pain, like shadows cast by nightmares, almost as though Mat himself were not quite real.

(TPOD, c15, Stronger than Written Law)

But the unremembered dreams were worse, she was sure.

(TPOD, c15, Stronger than Written Law)

~Perrin's dreams~ 

As he peered at this rough land, a circle of darkness suddenly blanked out a part of the mountains; he could not have said whether the darkness was right in front of his face or halfway to the mountains, but he seemed to be seeing through it, and beyond. Mat, rattling a dice cup. His opponent stared at Mat with eyes of fire. Mat did not seem to see the man, but Perrin knew him. 
"Mat!" he shouted. "It's Ba'alzamon! Light, Mat, you're dicing with Ba'alzamon!"
Mat made his toss, and as the dice spun, the vision faded, and the dark place was dry mountains again.

(TDR, c43, Shadowbrothers)

A darkness formed among the clouds, a hole into somewhere else. Egwene and Nynaeve and Elayne stood looking at a huge metal cage, with a raised door held on a heavy spring. They stepped in and reached up together to loose the catch. The barred door snapped down behind them. A woman with her hair all in braids laughed at them, and another woman all in white laughed at her.

(TDR, c43, Shadowbrothers)

Rand stood amid swirling stormwinds, laughing wildly, even madly, arms upraised, and on the winds rode small shapes, gold-and-scarlet, like the strange figure on the Dragon banner; hidden eyes watched Rand, and there was no way of telling whether he knew it.

(TSR, c28, To the Tower of Ghenjei)

Nynaeve and Elayne stalking cautiously through a demented landscape of twisted, shadowed buildings, hunting some dangerous beast.

(TSR, c28, To the Tower of Ghenjei)

Mat standing where a road forked ahead of him. He flipped a coin, started down one branch, and suddenly was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and walking with a staff bearing a short sword blade.

(TSR, c28, To the Tower of Ghenjei)

Egwene and a woman with long white hair were staring at him in surprise while behind them the White Tower crumbled stone by stone.

(TSR, c28, To the Tower of Ghenjei)

Egwene stood among a crowd of women, fear in her eyes; slowly the women knelt around her. Nynaeve was one of them, and he believed he saw Elayne's red-gold hair.

(TSR, c53, The Price of a Departure)

Mat stood naked and bound, snarling; an odd spear with a black shaft had been thrust across his back behind his elbows, and a silver medallion, a foxhead, hung on his chest.

(TSR, c53, The Price of a Departure)

Mat vanished, and it was Rand. Perrin thought it was Rand. He wore rags and a rough cloak, and a bandage covered his eyes.

(TSR, c53, The Price of a Departure)

~The Wise Ones' dreams~ 

"I knew from the dream that if you (Moiraine) came, it was almost certain Aan'allein would as well, but I did not know he obeyed you."

Amys, of the Nine Valleys sept of the Taardad Aiel 
(TSR, c23, Beyond the Stone)

"We did not see Egwene or Mat Cauthon at all. It was no more than an even chance that the young man who calls himself Rand al'Thor would come. If he did not, it was certain that he would die, and the Aiel too. Yet he has come, and if he survives Rhuidean, some of the Aiel at least will survive. This we know. If you had not come, he would have died. If Aan'allein had not come, you would have died. If you did not go through the rings - "

Melaine, of the Jhirad sept of the Goshien Aiel 
(TSR, c23, Beyond the Stone)

"Melaine and Bair dreamed of you on a boat with three women whose faces they could not see, and a scale tilting first one way and then the other. Melaine and Amys dreamed of a man standing by your side with a dagger to your throat, but you did not see him. Bair and Amys dreamed of you cutting the wetlands in two with a sword...All three had this dream, which makes it especially significant. Rain, coming from a bowl. There are snares and pitfalls around the bowl. If the right hands pick it up, they will find a treasure perhaps as great as the bowl. If the wrong hands, the world is doomed. The key to finding the bowl is to find the one who is no longer."

(LOC, c19, Matters of Toh)

"The dreamwalkers have told us, Perrin Aybara. They have read the dream. The man (Masema) must die."

(TPOD, c9, Tangles)

Answers from the Aelfinn

~Mat's answers~

Mat: Should I go home to help my people?
Aelfinn: You must go to Rhuidean.
M: ...Why should I?
A: If you do not go to Rhuidean, you will die.
M: ...Why will I die if I do not go to Rhuidean?
A: You will have sidestepped the thread of fate, left your fate to drift on the winds of time, and you will be killed by those who do not want that fate fulfilled.
M: ...What fate?
A: To marry the Daughter of the Nine Moons! To die and live again, and live once more a part of what was! To give up half the light of the world to save the world! Go to Rhuidean, son of battles! Go to Rhuidean, trickster! Go, gambler! Go!

(TSR, c15, Into the Doorway)

~Rand's (known) answer~

If you would live, you must die.

(LOC, c26, Connecting Lines)


Who would sup with the mighty must first climb the path of daggers.

Raina's Hold / Raina's Library