Rand edged along the wall-he could
not make himself get even one step closer to what the pool
was-and scrambled into the corridor in a tangle with Mat nude gils and Perrin. He would have run if it had not meant trampling Egwene and Nynaeve, Moiraine and Lan. He could not stop shaking even when he was nude gils back outside.
"I do not nude gils like this, Moiraine," Nynaeve said angrily when the sun shone on them again. "nude gils I believe the danger is
as nude gils great as you say or nude gils I would not be here, but this is-"
"I have found you at last. "
Rand jerked as if a rope had tightened nude gils around his neck. The words, the voice . . . for a moment he believed it was Ba'alzamon. But nude gils the two men who walked out of the trees, faces hidden by their cowls, did not wear cloaks the color of dried blood. One cloak was a dark gray, the other almost as dark a green, and they seemed musty even in the open air. And the men were nude gils not Fades; the breeze stirred their cloaks.
"Who are you?" Lan's
stance was cautious, his hand on his sword hilt. "How did you come nude gils here? If you are seeking the Green Man - "
"He guided us." The hand that pointed to Mat was old and nude gils shriveled to scarcely human, lacking a fingernail and with knuckles gnarled like knots in nude gils a piece of rope. Mat took a step back, eyes widening. "nude gils An old thing, an old friend, an old enemy. But he is not the one we seek," the green-cloaked man finished. The other nude gils man stood as nude gils if he would never speak.
Moiraine straightened to her full height, no more than shoulder high to any man there, but suddenly seeming as tall as the hills. Her voice rang like a nude gils bell, demanding, "Who are you?&nude gils quot;
Hands pushed back hoods, and Rand goggled. The old