PROLOGUE
Sands Of Time
The Far Dareis Mai loped along through the waste at a speed that a horse could barely match. Suddenly they halted spears at the ready, quickly masking their faces with the Cadinsor ready for battle, there stood a man. Almost as tall as the Aiel he was fully clothed in intricate armour with dragons wrapped around the arms, in the centre of his breast plate the symbol known by all, the golden dragon of the Dragon Reborn Rand Al'Thor who had passed centuries ago, who fought and won against the shadow and freed the world from the Dark One.
"May you always find shade Far Dareis Mai, I seek your assistance," the man said before the Aiel had a chance to speak. One of that Aiel stepped forward removing her Cadinsor.
"May you find shade also stranger, I am Narndra of the Iron Mountain sept of the Taardad Aiel, why are you here wetlander?"
"I am Shar Aman, maiden, commander of the Dragon legion and rider of the Blue dragon, I have come seeking a soldier who has lost his way a young man black hair blue eyes about your height have you seen him?"