A bunch of bullshit happens in Perrin’s dreams, and the wolves alert him to approaching Trollocs.
Another Perrin chapter! Except for the Prologue, The Dragon Reborn has thus far been told from Perrin’s point of view. I’ve grown so used to Jordan handling Perrin like a diseased leper, I almost didn’t recognize him without the surgical mask.
Perrin is dreaming, so prepare to speed-read or subject yourself to literary torture.
Blah blah blah, Perrin won’t drink the wine with the mystery man in the common room. Blah blah, Lanfear is with him whispering about greatness and glory, but he won’t drink with her either. Blah blah, Perrin is in the Stone of Tear, unable to touch Callandor. Perrin sees men in Tel’aran’rhiod, meeting and arguing. And then a wolf is there, alerting Perrin that the Trollocs have come, and they’re not talking about the world of dreams.
Looks like Rand’s little stunt with saidin lit up their mountain hideout like a Christmas tree, and shit is about to get real.