Just as I had suspected, Perrin has a shitty cold dream. He dreams that he’s at an inn, cold in spite of the fire roaring in the fireplace. There’s a voice in the corner by a figure shrouded in shadow. Perrin thinks the figure looks familiar, but he can’t quite place it. The figure asks Perrin if he’s going to give up the axe tied to his belt, but Perrin says he can’t. Not yet. The figure tells him to puss out and go back to being a blacksmith, but Perrin is like “nope, I’m too important to be a lowly blacksmith anymore” and the figure is like “yeah, uh huh, ok.”

Perrin walks away and turns around to find the figure gone. Now he’s in front of a mirror with a helmet and armor. A very, very, very, very hot woman (Lanfear, probably) tells him that he’s destined for glory. Perrin ain’t want no glory. The woman offers him a cup of wine, and once again Perrin has déjà vu. The woman tells him that she’ll always be in his dreams, which is pretty sweet actually if she’s so dang hot. Maybe they’ll get to know each other a little bit better, knowwhatimsayin’?

Next a bunch of dream stuff happens, like jumping around spires in darkness. He sees a dark-haired man arguing with a white-haired man. A third man shows up to yell at the other two men. Next, a wolf is watching him. Then a sword hovers in mid-air. He takes it, then a voice warns him that the Twisted Ones are coming. It’s the wolf doing the Wolf Mind Meld. Perrin wakes up in a cold sweat, but he still hears the voice. The Twisted Ones are coming.

I’m sure all this is important, but I’m not going to remember any of this shit. I hate dream chapters. Dreams suck.