Moiraine emerges from her hut looking slightly disheveled. Leya isn’t dead, much to Perrin’s relief, but she’s busted her head to the point of needing Moiraine’s Healing powers. Moiraine is skeptical that Rand’s mini earthquake was an accident, so she huffily returns to her hut. Not very poised these days, are you Miss Aes Sedai? Losing your cool, eh? Interesting. Interesting.

Min says she’ll hit Rand with a fucking spoon if he pulls that shit again. Perrin, knowing Min is depressed about all this, offers her to find some money and drop her back off at Baerlon. Min declines. Fate is a bitch.

Leya brought news from Almoth Plain. No one is fighting the Dragonsworn. It’s very strange. Lan and Uno think this is a trick. Moiraine says something unseen is killing tall men with gray eyes. These are called Soulless and it’s yet another goddamn creature that the Dark One uses for his personal Dark One errands. These bastards can sneak up on people and kill them without them ever knowing it happened, which sounds pretty nice actually. Not a bad way to die, never knowing that you died!

Moiraine says that shit’s starting to go down; everyone be cautious. Perrin returns to his own shitty, cold hut where he sleeps in a shitty, cold manner so that he doesn’t have any shitty cold dreams.

Methinks the whole next chapter is going to be a shitty cold dream.