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In the Westwood, just beyond the boundaries of Emond’s Field, young Rand al’Thor walked with his father, Tam, leading a cart of apple brandy to market. The day was crisp, but Rand’s heart was troubled by strange dreams—dreams of a rider without a face, of a mountain that was not a mountain, and of a darkness that watched .

“It’s a tool,” Tam said. “The gleeman’s gift wasn’t the song. It was the way of seeing . When the snows melted that spring, the people of Emond’s Field remembered that story. And whenever something seemed ruined—a harvest, a fence, a hope—they asked themselves: What is this, if not what I think it is? ” Robert Jordan - Wheel of time - Book 1 - Eye of...

That night, Rand dreamed again of the faceless rider. But this time, instead of running, he looked at the darkness not as an enemy, but as a sign —a sign that he was being called to leave, to grow, to learn. He woke not with fear, but with a quiet purpose. In the Westwood, just beyond the boundaries of