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The Last Battle has started. The seals on the Dark One’s prison are crumbling. The Pattern itself is unraveling, and the armies of the Shadow have begun to boil out of the Blight.
The sun has begun to set upon the Third Age.
Perrin Aybara is now hunted by specters from his past: Whitecloaks, a slayer of wolves, and the responsibilities of leadership. All the while, an unseen foe is slowly pulling a noose tight around his neck. To prevail, he must seek answers in Tel’aran’rhiod and find a way--at long last--to master the wolf within him or lose himself to it forever.
Meanwhile, Matrim Cauthon prepares for the most difficult challenge of his life. The creatures beyond the stone gateways--the Aelfinn and the Eelfinn--have confused him, taunted him, and left him hanged, his memory stuffed with bits and pieces of other men’s lives. He had hoped that his last confrontation with them would be the end of it, but the Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills. The time is coming when he will again have to dance with the Snakes and the Foxes, playing a game that cannot be won. The Tower of Ghenjei awaits, and its secrets will reveal the fate of a friend long lost.
This latest novel of Robert Jordan’s #1 New York Times bestselling series--the second based on materials he left behind when he died in 2007--brings dramatic and compelling developments to many threads in the Pattern. The end draws near.
Dovie’andi se tovya sagain. It’s time to toss the dice.
1245 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 2, 2010

“If you wish, you may call me Rand Sedai.”
“I wonder if,” Nynaeve said, “we sometimes put the White Tower —as an institution— before the people we serve. I wonder if we let it become a goal in itself, instead of a means to help us achieve greater goals.”
“Devotion is important, Nynaeve. The White Tower protects and guides the world.”
“And yet, so many of us do it without families,” Nynaeve said. “Without love, without passion beyond our own particular interests. So even while we try to guide the world, we separate ourselves from it. We risk arrogance, Egwene. We always assume we know best, but risk making ourselves unable to fathom the people we claim to serve.”

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Jorderson: More Gawyn and Galad POV chapters!
He found something bothering him. Shouldn’t he have tried something like this [using the wolf dream to scout the city] when Faile was kidnapped? . . . But he’s never tried visiting the place in the wolf dream. Perhaps it would have been useless. But he hadn’t considered the possibility, and that troubled him.
Logain: “I am telling you, Mazrim Taim is secretly one of the Forsaken and is turning the Asha’man to the Dark Side.”Seriously dude, you can teleport anywhere in the world whenever you want, and you can’t take 15 minutes to check this out? Nope, too busy, I’m sure things are working out fine over there and the most vital component of my forces for the Last Battle will be ready and compliant.
Rand: “Shut up, you’re not my real father!”
He found himself smiling as Thom related the details of their escape [from Seanchan-occupied Ebou Dar] and the capture of Tuon, followed by their travels with Master Luca’s menagerie. Drawn from the quiver of a storyteller, the tale sounded a whole lot more impressive than it had been to live.
