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〃We have avoided blood feud；〃 Rhuarc said； 〃but Taardad and Shaido have never been friendly； the septs sometimes raid each other； steal goats or cattle。 But the oaths have held with us all against three blood feuds and a dozen old hatreds between clans or septs。 It helps now that we journey toward Rhuidean； even if some will leave us before。 None may shed the blood of one traveling to or from Rhuidean。〃 The Aielman looked up at Rand； face pletely expressionless。 〃It may be that soon no one of us will shed another's blood。〃 It was impossible to say whether he found the prospect pleasing。
An ululating cry came from one of the Maidens； standing atop a hill and waving her arms over her head。
〃They have found your stone column； it seems；〃 Rhuarc said。
Gathering her reins； Moiraine gave Rand a level look as he rode past her； eagerly heeling Jeade'en to a gallop。 Egwene reined her mare near to Mat； leaning from her saddle with a hand on the high pommel of his to engage him in close conversation。 She seemed to be trying to make him tell her something； or admit something； and from the vehemence of Mat's gestures； he was either innocent as a babe or lying in his teeth。
Flinging himself out of the saddle； Rand hurriedly climbed up the gentle slope to examine what the Maiden … it was Aviendha … had found half buried in the ground and obscured by long grass。 A weathered gray stone column； at least three spans long and a pace thick。 Strange symbols covered every exposed inch； each surrounded by a narrow line of markings he thought were writing。 Even if he could have read the language … if it was one … the script … if that was what it was … had long since worn to illegibility。 The symbols he could make out a little better。 Some of them； many might as well have been the marks of rain and wind。
Pulling grass by the handful so he could see better； he glanced at Aviendha。 She had dropped her shoufa around her shoulders； baring short reddish hair； and was watching him with a flat； hard expression。 〃You don't like me；〃 he said。 〃Why？〃 There was one symbol he had to find； the only one he knew。
〃Like you？〃 she said。 〃You may be He Who es With the Dawn； a man of destiny。 Who can like or dislike such？ Besides； you walk free； a wetlander despite your face； yet going to Rhuidean for honor； while I。。。〃
〃While you what？〃 he asked when she stopped。 He searched his way slowly upslope。 Where was it？ Two parallel wavy lines crossed at an angle by an odd squiggle。 Light； if it's buried； it'll take us hours to turn this over。 Abruptly he laughed。 Not hours。 He could channel and lift the thing out of the ground； or Moiraine could； or Egwene。 A Portal Stone might resist being moved； but surely they could move it that much。 Channeling would not help him find the wavy lines； though。 Only feeling his way along the stone would do that。
Instead of answering； the Aiel woman squatted easily with her short spears across her knees。 〃You have treated Elayne badly。 I would not care； but Elayne is near…sister to Egwene； who is my friend。 Yet Egwene likes you still； so for her sake I will try。〃
Still searching the thick column； he shook his head。 Elayne again。 Sometimes he thought women all belonged to a guild； the way craftsmen in cities did。 Put a foot wrong with one； and the next ten you met knew of it； and disapproved。
His fingers stopped； returned to the bit he had just examined。 It was weathered almost beyond making out； but he was sure it was the wavy lines。 They represented a Portal Stone on Toman Head； not in the Waste； but they located what had been the base of the thing when it stood upright。 Symbols at the top represented worlds； those at the bottom； Portal Stones。 With a symbol from the top and one from the bottom； he could supposedly travel to a given Portal Stone in a given world。 With just one from the bottom； he knew he could reach a Portal Stone in this world。 The Portal Stone near Rhuidean； for instance。 If he knew the symbol for it。 Now was when he needed luck； needed that ta'veren tugging at chance to favor him。
A hand reached over his shoulder； and Rhuarc said in a reluctant voice； 〃These two are used for Rhuidean in old writings。 Long ago； even the name was not written。〃 He traced two triangles； each surrounding what appeared to be forked lightnings； one pointing left； one right。
〃Do you know what this is？〃 Rand asked。 The Aielman looked away。 〃Burn me； Rhuarc； I have to know。 I know you don't want to talk of it； but you have to tell me。 Tell me； Rhuarc。 Have you ever seen its like before？〃
The other man took a deep breath before answering。 〃I have seen its like。〃 Each word came as if dragged。 〃When a man goes to Rhuidean； Wise Ones and clansmen wait on the slopes of Chaendaer near a stone like this。〃 Aviendha stood up and walked away stiffly； Rhuarc glanced after her； frowning。 〃I know no more of it； Rand al'Thor。 May I never know shade if I do。〃
Rand traced the unreadable script surrounding the triangles。 Which one？ Only one would take him where he wanted to go。 The second might land him on the other side of the world； or the bottom of the ocean。
The rest of the Aiel had gathered at the foot of the hill with their pack mules。 Moiraine and the others dismounted and climbed the easy slope； leading their horses。 Mat had Jeade'en as well as his own brown gelding； keeping the stallion well away from Lan's Mandarb。 The two stallions eyed one another fiercely now that they had no riders。
〃You truly don't know what you are doing； do you？〃 Egwene protested。 〃Moiraine； stop him。 We can ride to Rhuidean。 Why are you letting him go on with this？ Why don't you say something？〃
〃What would you suggest I do？〃 the Aes Sedai said dryly。 〃I can hardly drag him away by his ear。 We may be about to see how useful Dreaming really is。〃
〃Dreaming？〃 Egwene said sharply。 〃What does Dreaming have to do with this？〃
〃Will you two be quiet？〃 Rand made himself sound patient。 〃I am trying to decide。〃 Egwene stared at him indignantly； Moiraine showed no emotion at all； but she watched intently。
〃Do we have to do it this way？〃 Mat said。 〃What do you have against riding？〃 Rand only looked at him； and he shrugged unfortably。 〃Oh； burn me。 If you're trying to decide。。。。〃 Taking both horses' reins in one hand； he dug a coin from his pocket； a gold Tar Valon mark； and sighed。 〃It would be the same coin； wouldn't it。〃 He rolled the coin across the backs of his fingers。 〃I'm。。。 lucky sometimes； Rand。 Let my luck choose。 Head； the one that points to your right； flame； the other。 What do you say？〃
〃This is the most ridiculous；〃 Egwene began； but Moiraine silenced her with a touch on the arm。
Rand nodded。 〃Why not？〃 Egwene muttered something； all he caught were 〃men〃 and 〃boys；〃 but it did not sound a pliment。
The coin spun into the air off Mat's thumb； gleaming dully in the sun。 At its peak； Mat snatched it back and slapped it down on the back of his other hand； then hesitated。 〃It's a bloody thing to be trusting to the toss of a coin； Rand。〃
Rand laid his palm on one of the symbols without looking。 〃This one；〃 he said。 〃You chose this one。〃
Mat peeked at the coin and blinked。 〃You're right。 How did you know？〃
〃It has to work for me sooner or later。〃 None of them understood… he could see that … but it did not matter。 Lifting his hand； he looked at what he and Mat had picked。 The triangle pointed left。 The sun had slid down from its apex。 He had to do this right。 A mistake； and they could lose time； not gain it。 That had to be the worst oute。 It had to be。
Standing； he dug into his pouch and pulled out the small hard object； a carving of shiny dark green stone that fit easily into his hand； a round…faced round…bodied man sitting cross…legged with a sword across his knees。 He rubbed a thumb over the figure's bald head。 〃Gather everyone close。 Everyone。 Rhuarc； have them bring those pack animals up here。 Everyone has to be as close to me as possible。〃
〃Why？〃 the Aielman asked。
〃We're going to Rhuidean。〃 Rand bounced the carving on his palm and bent to pat the Portal Stone。 〃To Rhuidean。 Right now。〃
Rhuarc gave him a long flat look； then straightened； already calling to the other Aiel。
Moiraine took a step closer up the grassy slope。 〃What is that？〃 she asked curiously。
〃An angreal；〃 Rand said； turning it in his hand。 〃One that works for men。 I found it in the Great Holding when I was hunting that doorway。 It was the sword that made me pick it up； and then I knew。 If you are wondering how I mean to channel enough of the Power to take us all … Aiel； pack mules； everybody and everything … this is it。〃
〃Rand；〃 Egwene said anxiously； 〃I am sure you think you are doing what is best； but are you certain？ Are you certain that angreal is strong enough？ I can't even be sure it is one。 I believe you if you say it is； but angreal vary； Rand。 At least； those that women can use do。 Some are more potent than others； and size or shape is no guide。〃
〃Of course I'm certain；〃 he lied。 There had been no way to test it； not for this purpose； not without letting half of Tear know he was up to something； but he thought it would do。 Just。 And as small as it was； no one would know it was gone from the Stone unless they decided to inventory the Holding。 Not likely； that。
〃You leave Callandor behind and bring this；〃 Moiraine murmured。 〃You seem to have considerable knowledge of using Portal Stones。 More than I would have thought。〃
〃Verin told me a good bit；〃 he said。 Verin had； but it had been Lanfear who first explained them to him。 He had known her as Selene； then； but he did not intend explaining that to Moiraine any more than he would tell her of the woman's offer of help。 The Aes Sedai had taken the news of Lanfear's appearance too calmly； even for her。 And she had that weighing look in her eyes； as if she had him on balance scales in her mind。
〃Take a care； Rand al'Thor；〃 she said in that icy； musical voice。 〃Any ta'veren shapes the Pattern to one degree or another； but a ta'veren such as you might rip the Age Lace for all of time。〃
He wished he knew what she was thinking。 He wished he knew what she was planning。
The Aiel climbed the hill with their pack mules； covering the slope as they crowded close around him and the Portal Stone； crowding in shoulder to shoulder on everyone but Moiraine and Egwene。 Those two they left a little space。 Rhuarc nodded at him as if saying； It is done； it is in your hands now。
Hefting the shiny green angreal； he thought of telling the Aiel to leave the animals； but there was the question of whether they would； and he wanted to arrive with all of them； with all feeling he had done well by them。 Goodwill might be in short supply in the Waste。 They watched him with imperturbable faces。 Some had veiled themselves； though。 Mat； nervously rolling that Tar Valon mark across the backs of his fingers over and over； and Egwene； sweat beading on her face； were the only ones who seemed anxious。 There was no point in waiting any longer。 He had to move faster than anyone thought he could。
He wrapped himself in the Void and reached out for the True Source； that sickly flickering light that was always there； just over his shoulder。 The Power filled him； breath of life； wind to uproot oaks； summer wind sweetened with flowers； foul waftings from a midden heap。 Floating in emptiness； he fixed the lightning…laced triangle before him and reached through the angreal； drew deeply at the raging torrent of saidin。 He had to carry them all。 It had to work。 Holding that symbol； he pulled at the One Power； pulled it into him until he was sure he would burst。 Pulled more。 More。
The world seemed to wink out of existence。
Chapter 23
（Spears and Shield）
Beyond the Stone
Egwene stumbled； flinging her arms around Mist's neck as the ground tilted under her feet。 All about her； Aiel contended with braying； sliding pack mules on a steep rocky slope where nothing grew。 Heat remembered from Tel'aran'rhiod hammered her。 The air shimmered before her eyes： the ground burned her feet through the sol