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〃Do you know what happened to the Aiel at Tzora？〃 He nodded； and she sighed； reaching out to smooth his short hair as if he were a child。 〃Of course you do。 You Da'shain have more courage than。。。 Ten thousand Aiel linking arms and singing； trying to remind a madman of who they were and who he had been； trying to turn him with their bodies and a song。 Jaric Mondoran killed them。 He stood there； staring as though at a puzzle； killing them； and they kept closing their lines and singing。 I am told he listened to the last Aiel for almost an hour before destroying him。 And then Tzora burned； one huge flame consuming stone and metal and flesh。 There is a sheet of glass where the second greatest city in the world once stood。〃
〃Many people had time to flee； Aes Sedai。 The Da'shain earned them time to flee。 We are not afraid。〃
Her hand tightened painfully in his hair。 〃The citizens have already fled Paaren Disen； Jonai。 Besides； the Da'shain yet have a part yet to play； if Deindre could only see far enough to say what。 In any case； I mean to save something here； and that something is you。〃
〃As you say；〃 he said reluctantly。 〃We will care for what you have given into our charge until you want them again。〃
〃Of course。 The things we gave you。〃 She smiled at him and loosened her grip； smoothing his hair once more before folding her hands。 〃You will carry the。。。 things。。。 to safety； Jonai。 Keep moving； always moving； until you find a place of safety； where no one can harm you。〃
〃As you say； Aes Sedai。〃
〃What of Coumin； Jonai？ Has he calmed？〃
He did not know any way but to tell her； he would rather have bitten his tongue out。 〃My father is hiding somewhere in the city。 He tried to talk us into。。。 resisting。 He would not listen； Aes Sedai。 He would not listen。 He found an old shocklance somewhere； and。。。〃 He could not go on。 He expected her to be angry； but her eyes glistened with tears。
〃Keep the Covenant； Jonai。 If the Da'shain lose everything else； see they keep the Way of the Leaf。 Promise me。〃
〃Of course； Aes Sedai；〃 he said； shocked。 The Covenant was the Aiel； and the Aiel were the Covenant； to abandon the Way would be to abandon what they were。 Coumin was an aberration。 He had been strange since he was a boy； it was said； hardly Aiel at all； though no one knew why。
〃Go now； Jonai。 I want you far from Paaren Disen by tomorrow。 And remember … keep moving。 Keep the Aiel safe。〃
He bowed where he knelt； but she was already being drawn back into the argument。
〃Can we trust Kodam and his fellows； Solinda？〃
〃We must； Oselle。 They are young and inexperienced； but barely touched by the taint； and。。。 And we have no choice。〃
〃Then we will do what we must。 The sword must wait。 Someshta； we have a task for the last of the Nym； if you will do it。 We have asked too much of you； now we must ask more。〃
Jonai bowed his way out formally as the Nym rose； his head brushing the ceiling。 Already immersed in their plans； they were not looking at him； but he did them this last honor anyway。 He did not think he would ever see them again。
He ran from the Hall of the Servants； all the way out of the city to where the great gathering waited。 Thousands of wagons in ten lines stretching nearly two leagues； wagons loaded with food and water barrels； wagons loaded with the crated things the Aes Sedai had given into Aiel charge； angreal and sa'angreal and ter'angreal； all the things that had to be kept from the hands of men going mad while they wielded the One Power。 Once there would have been other ways to carry them； jo…cars and jumpers； hoverflies and huge sho…wings。 Now painfully assembled horses and wagons had to suffice。 Among the wagons stood the people； enough to populate a city but perhaps all the Aiel left alive in the world。
A hundred came to meet him； men and women； the representatives demanding word of whether the Aes Sedai had granted leave for some to stay。 〃No；〃 he told them。 Some frowned reluctantly； and he added； 〃We must obey。 We are Da'shain Aiel； and we obey the Aes Sedai。〃
They dispersed back to their wagons slowly； and he thought he heard Coumin's name mentioned； but he could not let it trouble him。 He hurried to his own wagon； at the head of one of the center lines。 The horses were all nervous with the ground shaking at intervals。
His sons were already up on the seat … Willim； fifteen； with the reins； and Adan； ten； beside him； both grinning with nervous excitement。 Little Esole lay playing with a doll on top of the canvas tied over their possessions … and； more important； their charges from the Aes Sedai。 There was no room for any to ride but the young and the very old。 A dozen rooted chora cuttings in clay pots sat behind the wagon seat； to be planted when they found a place of safety。 A foolish thing to carry； perhaps； but no wagon was without its potted cuttings。 Something from a time long gone； symbol of a better time to e。 People needed hope； and symbols。
Alnora waited beside the team； glossy black hair tumbling about her shoulders and reminding him of the first time he saw her as a girl。 But worry had etched lines around her eyes now。
He managed a smile for her； hiding the worry in his own heart。 〃All will be well； wife of my heart。〃 She did not answer； and he added； 〃Have you dreamed？〃
〃Of no time soon；〃 she murmured。 〃All will be well； all will be well； and all manner of thing will be well。〃 Smiling tremulously； she touched his cheek。 〃With you I know it will be so； husband of my heart。〃
Jonai waved his arms over his head； and the signal rippled down the lines。 Slowly the wagons began to move； the Aiel leaving Paaren Disen。
Rand shook his head。 Too much。 Memories crowding together。 The air seemed filled with sheet lightning。 The wind swirled gritty dust into dancing whirlwinds。 Muradin had clawed deep furrows in his face； he was digging at his eyes now。 Forward。
Coumin knelt at the edge of the plowed ground in his working clothes； plain brownish gray coat and breeches and soft laced boots； in a line with others like him that surrounded the field； ten men of the Da'shain Aiel at twice stretched arms' length and then an Ogier； all the way around。 He could see the next field； lined the same way； beyond the soldiers with their shocklances sitting atop armored jo…cars。 A hoverfly buzzed overhead in its patrol； a deadly black metal wasp containing two men。 He was sixteen； and the women had decided his voice was finally deep enough to join in the seed singing。
The soldiers fascinated him； men and Ogier； the way a colorful poisonous snake might。 They killed。 His father's greatfather； Charn； claimed there had been no soldiers once； but Coumin did not believe it。 If there were no soldiers； who would stop the Nightriders and the Trollocs from ing to kill everyone？ Of course； Charn claimed there had not been any Myrddraal or Trollocs then； either。 No Forsaken； no Shadowwrought。 He had many stories he claimed were from a time before soldiers and Nightriders and Trollocs； when he said the Dark Lord of the Grave had been bound away；