He was a soldier, he was a shepherd, he was a beggar and a king.
He was farmer, gleamon, sailor, carpenter.
He was born, lived, and died, an Aiel.
He died mad, he died rotting, he died of sickness, accident, age.
He was executed and multitudes cheered his death.
He proclaimed himself the Dragon Reborn and flung his banner across the sky.
He ran from the power and hid.
He lived and died never knowing.
He held off the madness and the sickness for years, he succumbed between two winters.
Sometimes Moiraine came and took him away from the Two Rivers, alone or with those of his friends who had survived winter night, sometimes she did not.
Sometimes other Aes Sedai came for him, sometimes the Red Adjah.
Egwene married him.
Egwene stern faced in the stole of the Amerilyn seat led the Aes Sedai who gentled him.
Egwene with tears in her eyes plunged a dagger into his heart, and he thanked her as he died.
He loved other women, he married other women, Elayne and Min, and a fair haired farmer's daughter he met on the road to Caemlyn, and women he had never seen before he lived those lives, a hundred lives more, so many he couldn't count them.
And at the end of every story as he lay dying, as he drew final breath, a voice whispered in his ear "I have won again Lews Therin."
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