Here's today's chapter. Hope ya like it. It's got a twist in it. Hehehehehehehehe... But I hope ya like. If not...too bad. Now get on with reading it...why are you still reading up here? You're supposed to be reading down there!...you aren't listening! Quit reading up here!...:ahem: It was just brought to my attention that if I stop typing stuff up here to say you'll read down there. So be it.

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The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass...

What was, what will be, and what is, may still yet fall under the Shadow...

Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time...

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Moiraine looked at the Aiel as the sun began to set behind the clouds. Many of them were Maidens of the Spear, but two thirds consisted of Aiel belonging to other septs. Among the cadin'sor clad Aiel were a few dozen Wise Ones, their shawls draped around their shoulders. Snow had begun to fall earlier that day and several inches now covered the ground. Many of the Aiel ignored it, though they had never seen it.

"They are a formidable enemy to have," Lan said, glancing down at her.

"Indeed," Moiraine agreed. "I just hope we aren't too late. Jack said his bond with Sam felt different, like her presence was being suppressed by something."

"What could cause such a thing?" Lan asked.

"I don't know," Moiraine said. "Unless it was an a'dam that was left in the Tower from ages past when the people from across the sea came…" she said slowly.

"What would an a'dam do?" Lan asked.

"From what I have read of them, it allows a woman who can channel to control another. The chained woman has to do whatever her captor wishes. Not much else it known," Moiraine said.

"If that is the case, then we must hurry," Lan said. Moiraine nodded and they walked into town, making sure that they had everything they needed.

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Sam glared at the silver collar around her neck; ashamed of the few things she had been forced to do already. Elaida had forced Sam to kill several men accused and convicted of being Darkfriends. Sam had tried to refuse, saying the Three Oaths prevented her from doing such a thing, but Elaida merely laughed and told Sam that the Oaths had been lifted from her.

She had then been forced to kill the three men with the One Power. Sam had tried to resist, but the pain she felt through the bracelet was too great and she had given in. After the deed was done, Sam didn't know which was worse: living with the knowledge of what she did or feeling Elaida's pleasure with her through the collar.

Sam closed her eyes and curled up on her bed, her back aching from the partially healed whip cuts and from the pain stick. "Please let this be a dream," she whispered softly, her voice barely carrying throughout the small room.

"It isn't a dream," a voice said.

Sam opened her eyes and looked around. A young man with reddish-blonde hair was standing in her room. He wore a pair of black boots, black pants, a dark red coat over a white shirt, and a sword belt rested easily on his hips, a heron-marked handle catching the torchlight. The stranger had soft blue eyes and an air of power around him.

"Who are you?" she asked, feeling like he was some sort of royalty.

"You're strong Samantha. Never forget that," he said. He uncrossed his arms and markings on the backs of his hands caught the light. Sam's eyes widened.

"Y…you're him…" she stammered. "The Dragon Reborn."

Rand al'Thor nodded. "You have great power within you Samantha. When the time comes, you must not be afraid to use it. The world is counting on you. You can save it from Shadow."

"You saved it from Shadow," Sam said, confused.

He shook his head. "I only managed to banish the Dark One. Despite all my power, I couldn't destroy him. You could."

"How? I'm a slave. I can't even touch saidar without Elaida's permission." She looked away from him. "I don't even know if I'll see my friends again."

"Then fight to see them again. I know you're strong. You've given up just because you're scared of how you felt with the hand device. Don't be. Be wary of it yes, but don't let the fear control you."

"You don't even know me!" Sam snapped.

"Yes I do," Rand said. "The power we have is one in the same. The power and control I had with saidin you have with saidar. You're just afraid to use it. Don't be. You'll know what to do when the time comes. I have faith in you Sam."

"Are you saying I was meant to end up on this planet?" she demanded.

"The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may still yet fall under the Shadow." He rested a hand on her left arm and she felt an odd, tingling sensation run up and down it. "Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time," he finished, fading away…

Sam opened her eyes and looked around the room. There was no sign of Rand or that anyone had been in her room. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair. "Must've dozed off," she muttered and walked over to the water bowl.

She splashed some cold water on her face and reached for the towel. She dried her face off and wiped some of the water off of her arms that had trickled down past her sleeves on her black shirt.

She pushed her left sleeve up and stopped, staring at her left arm. A red and gold dragon was wrapped around her arm. It seemed to glitter in the light every time she moved her arm. She tentatively touched it with her right hand.

A small breeze picked up in her small room and a voice echoed on the wind, "Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time…"

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Hope it was bearable/enjoyable. Now review and tell me how much you liked it. This story is (most likely) over halfway done, so enjoy it while you can. There may or may not be a sequel. It depends on how much the voices like me.