rj.eyeoftheworld-第171章
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h time we have stood like this； you have thought you could defy me。〃
〃What do mean； each time？ I deny you！〃
〃You always do。 In the beginning。 This contest between us has taken place countless times before。 Each time your face is different； and your name； but each time it is you。〃
〃I deny you。〃 It was a desperate whisper。
〃Each time you throw your puny strength against me； and each time； in the end； you know which of us is the master。 Age after Age； you kneel to me； or die wishing you still had strength to kneel。 Poor fool； you can never win against me。〃
〃Liar！〃 he shouted。 〃Father of Lies。 Father of Fools if you can't do better than that。 Men found you in the last Age； in the Age of Legends； and bound you back where you belong。〃
Ba'alzamon laughed again； peal after mocking peal； until Rand wanted to cover his ears to shut it out。 He forced his hands to stay at his sides。 Void or no； they were trembling when the laughter finally stopped。
〃You worm； you know nothing at all。 As ignorant as a beetle under a rock； and as easily crushed。 This struggle has gone on since the moment of creation。 Always men think it a new war； but it is just the same war discovered anew。 Only now change blows on the winds of time。 Change。 This time there will be no drifting back。 Those proud Aes Sedai who think to stand you up against me。 I will dress them in chains and send them running naked to do my bidding； or stuff their souls into the Pit of Doom to scream for eternity。 All but those who already serve me。 They will stand but a step beneath me。 You can choose to stand with them； with the world groveling at your feet。 I offer it one more time； one last time。 You can stand above them； above every power and dominion but mine。 There have been times when you made that choice； times when you lived long enough to know your power。〃
Deny him！ Rand grabbed hold to what he could deny。 〃No Aes Sedai serve you。 Another lie！〃
〃Is that what they told you？ Two thousand years ago I took my Trollocs across the world； and even among Aes Sedai I found those who knew despair； who knew the world could not stand before Shai'tan。 For two thousand years the Black Ajah has dwelt among the others； unseen in the shadows。 Perhaps even those who claim to help you。〃
Rand shook his head； trying to shake away the doubts that came welling up in him； all the doubts he had had about Moiraine； about what the Aes Sedai wanted with him； about what she planned for him。 〃What do you want from me？〃 he cried。 Deny him！ Light help me deny him！
〃Kneel！〃 Ba'alzamon pointed to the floor at his feet。 〃Kneel； and acknowledge me your master！ In the end； you will。 You will be my creature； or you will die。〃
The last word echoed through the room； reverberating back on itself； doubling and redoubling； till Rand threw up his arms as if to shield his head from a blow。 Staggering back until he thumped into the table； he shouted； trying to drown the sound in his ears。 〃Noooooooooooo！〃
As he cried out； he spun； sweeping the figures to the floor。 Something stabbed his hand； but he ignored it； stomping the clay to shapeless smears underfoot。 But when his shout failed； the echo was still there； and growing stronger： die…die…die…die…die…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE
The sound pulled on him like a whirlpool； drawing him in； ripping the void in his mind to shreds。 The light dimmed； and his vision narrowed down to a tunnel with Ba'alzamon standing tall in the last spot of brightness at the end； dwindling until it was the size of his hand； a fingernail； nothing。 Around and around the echo whirled him； down into blackness and death。
The thump as he hit the floor woke him； still struggling to swim up out of that darkness。 The room was dark； but not so dark as that。 Frantically he tried to center on the flame； to shovel fear into it； but the calm of the void eluded him。 Tremors ran down his arms and legs； but he held the image of the single flame until the blood stopped pounding in his ears。
Mat was tossing and twisting on his bed； groaning in his sleep。 〃。。。deny you； deny you； deny you 。。。〃 It faded off into unintelligible moans。
Rand reached out to shake him awake； and at the first touch Mat sat up with a strangled grunt。 For a minute Mat stared around wildly； then drew a long； shuddering breath and dropped his head into his hands。 Abruptly he twisted around； digging under his pillow； then sank back clutching the ruby…hilted dagger in both hands on his chest。 He turned his head to look at Rand； his face hidden in shadow。 〃He's back； Rand。〃
〃I know。 〃
Mat nodded。 〃There were these three figures 。。。〃
〃I saw them； too。〃
〃He knows who I am； Rand。 I picked up the one with the dagger； and he said； 'So that's who you are。' And when I looked again； the figure had my face。 My face； Rand！ It looked like flesh。 It felt like flesh。 Light help me； I could feel my own hand gripping me； like I was the figure。〃
Rand was silent for a moment。 〃You have to keep denying him； Mat。〃
〃I did； and he laughed。 He kept talking about some eternal war； and saying we'd met like that a thousand times before； and 。。。 Light； Rand； the Dark One knows me。〃
〃He said the same thing to me。 I don't think he does；〃 he added slowly。 〃I don't think he knows which of us 。。。〃 Which of us what？
As he levered himself up； pain stabbed his hand。 Making his way to the table； he managed to get the candle lit after three tries； then spread his hand open in the light。 Driven into his palm was a thick splinter of dark wood； smooth and polished on one side。 He stared at it； not breathing。 Abruptly he was panting； plucking at the splinter； fumbling with haste。
〃What's the matter？〃 Mat asked。
〃Nothing。 〃
Finally he had it； and a sharp yank pulled it free。 With a grunt of disgust he dropped it； but the grunt froze in his throat。 As soon as the splinter left his fingers； it vanished。
The wound was still there in his hand； though； bleeding。 There was water in the stoneware pitcher。 He filled the basin； his hands shaking so that he splashed water onto the table。 Hurriedly he washed his hands； kneading his palm till his thumb brought more blood； then washed them again。 The thought of the smallest sliver remaining in his flesh terrified him。
〃Light；〃 Mat said； 〃he made me feel dirty； too。〃 But he still lay where he was； holding the dagger in both hands。
〃Yes；〃 Rand said。 〃Dirty。〃 He fumbled a towel from the stack beside the basin。 There was a knock at the door； and he jumped。 It came again。 〃Yes？〃 he said。
Moiraine put her head into the room。 〃You are awake already。 Good。 Dress quickly and e down。 We must be away before first light。〃
〃Now？〃 Mat groaned。 〃We haven't had an hour's sleep yet。〃
〃An hour？〃 she said。 〃You have had four。 Now hurry； we do not have much time。〃
Rand shared a confused look with Mat。 He could remember every second of the dream clearly。 It had begun as soon as he closed his eyes； and lasted only minutes。
Something in that exchange must have municated itself to Moiraine。 She gave them a penetrating look and came all the way in。 〃What has happened？ The dreams？〃
〃He knows who I am；〃 Mat said。 〃The Dark One knows my face。〃
Rand held up his hand wordlessly； palm toward her。 Even in the shadowed light from the one candle the blood was plain。
The Aes Sedai stepped forward and grasped his upheld hand； her thumb across his palm covering the wound。 Cold pierced him to the bone； so chill that his fingers cramped and he had to fight to keep them open。 When she took her fingers away； the chill went； too。
He turned his hand； then； stunned； scrubbed the thin smear of blood away。 The wound was gone。 Slowly he raised his eyes to meet those of the Aes Sedai。
〃Hurry；〃 she said softly。 〃Time grows very short。〃
He knew she was not speaking of the time for their leaving anymore。
Chapter 44
The Dark Along the Ways
In the darkness just before dawn Rand followed Moiraine down to the back hall； where Master Gill and the others wer
