Robert Jordan - Wheel Of Time - Book 1 - Eye Of... Guide

Seeing his son’s distraction, Tam stopped the cart. He reached into the back and pulled out a worn, leather-bound book—not a ledger, but a book of old stories. The Travels of Jain Farstrider .

“He played no song of battles or kings,” Tam said. “He played a simple tune about a farmer who found a broken wheel on his cart. The farmer had no spare, so he sat by the road and wept. A stranger came by and asked, ‘Why weep?’ The farmer pointed to the wheel. The stranger said, ‘That’s not a broken wheel. That’s a piece of firewood, a hoop for a barrel, and a lesson in patience. But first, you have to stop calling it broken.’” Robert Jordan - Wheel of time - Book 1 - Eye of...

“You’ve been looking over the horizon too long,” Tam said. “Your feet are here, but your mind is already in the Shadow’s grasp. Sit.” Seeing his son’s distraction, Tam stopped the cart

That night, Rand dreamed again of the faceless rider. But this time, instead of running, he looked at the darkness not as an enemy, but as a sign —a sign that he was being called to leave, to grow, to learn. He woke not with fear, but with a quiet purpose. “He played no song of battles or kings,” Tam said

Rand obeyed. Tam didn’t lecture. Instead, he told a story.

Rand frowned. “That’s just a riddle.”