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The Dragon Reborn was out there, lost and unguided, while the Shadow of the city began its long, patient wait for the next soul to wander in.

The group splintered. In the chaos of the creeping black mist, the bonds were broken. Rand and Mat plunged into the freezing waters of the Arinelle; Egwene and Perrin vanished into the dark woods of the far bank; and Moiraine, her strength failing, was led away by a grim Lan. The.Wheel.of.Time.S01E02.Shadow's.Waiting.720p....

Moiraine Damodred sat tall on her white mare, her face a mask of Aes Sedai calm, though her shoulder burned with the black rot of a Trolloc blade. Behind her, the four from the Two Rivers—Rand, Egwene, Mat, and Perrin—rode in a daze of terror. They were no longer farm boys and village girls; they were prey. The Dragon Reborn was out there, lost and

The choice was simple: the teeth of the Myrddraal or the silence of the fallen city. Rand and Mat plunged into the freezing waters

As they crossed the threshold of Shadar Logoth, the air turned cold enough to crack bone. Once, it was Aridhol, a jewel of humanity. Now, it was a tomb of high, white walls and empty windows that watched like hollow eyes.

But hunger takes many forms. While Rand and Egwene whispered of home by the flickering flames, Mat’s eyes wandered. He found it in the dust: a dagger with a ruby the color of fresh blood, pulsing with a light that felt like a friend. He slipped it into his coat, a small weight that felt heavier than the world.

"Stay within the light of the fire," Moiraine warned, her voice strained. "Do not touch anything. Not a stone, not a coin. The evil here is not the Dark One’s, but it is just as hungry."