by the table； green； white； and gray for the three around the arches。 Nynaeve still wore one of the dresses she had been given in Fal Dara； pale green embroidered with small white flowers。
〃First you leave me to stare at my thumbs from morning to night；〃 Nynaeve muttered； 〃and now it's all in a rush。〃
〃The hour waits on no woman；〃 Sheriam replied。 〃The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills； and when it wills。 Patience is a virtue that must be learned； but we must all be ready for the change of an instant。〃
Nynaeve tried not to glare。 The most irritating thing she had yet discovered about the flame…haired Aes Sedai was that she sometimes sounded as if she were quoting sayings even when she was not。 〃What is that thing？〃
〃A ter'angreal。〃
〃Well； that tells me nothing。 What does it do？〃
〃Ter'angreal do many things； child。 Like angreal and sa'angreal； they are remnants of the Age of Legends that use the One Power； though they are not quite so rare as the other two。 While some ter'angreal must be made to work by Aes Sedai； as this one must； others will do what they do simply with the presence of any woman who can channel。 There are even supposed to be some that will function for anyone at all。 Unlike angreal and sa'angreal； they were made to do specific things。 One other we have in the Tower makes oaths binding。 When you are raised to full sisterhood； you will take your final vows holding that ter'angreal。 To speak no word that is not true。 To make no weapon for one man to kill another。 Never to use the One Power as a weapon except against Darkfriends or Shadowspawn； or in the last extreme of defending your own life； that of your Warder； or that of another sister。〃
Nynaeve shook her head。 It sounded either like too much to swear or too little； and she said so。
〃Once； Aes Sedai were not required to swear oaths。 It was known what Aes Sedai were and what they stood for； and there was no need for more。 Many of us wish it were so still。 But the Wheel turns； and the times change。 That we swear these oaths； that we are known to be bound； allows the nations to deal with us without fearing that we will throw up our own power； the One Power； against them。 Between the Trolloc Wars and the War of the Hundred Years we made these choices； and because of them the White Tower still stands； and we can still do what we can against the Shadow。〃 Sheriam drew a deep breath。 〃Light； child； I am trying to teach you what any other woman standing where you are would have learned over the course of years。 It cannot be done。 Ter'angreal are what must concern you； now。 We don't know why they were made。 We dare use only a handful of them； and the ways in which we do dare to use them may be nothing like the purposes the makers intended。 Most； we have learned to our cost to avoid。 Over the years； no few Aes Sedai have been killed or had their Talent burned out of them； learning that。〃
Nynaeve shivered。 〃And you want me to walk into this one？〃 The light inside the arches flickered less； now； but she could see what lay in it no better。
〃We know what this one does。 It will bring you face…to…face with your greatest fears。〃 Sheriam smiled pleasantly。 〃No one will ask you what you have faced； you need tell no more than you wish。 Every woman's fears are her own property。〃
Vaguely； Nynaeve thought about her nervousness concerning spiders； especially in the dark； but she did not think that was what Sheriam meant。 〃I just walk through one arch and out another？ Three times through； and it's done？〃
The Aes Sedai adjusted her shawl with an irritated hitch of her shoulder。 〃If you wish to boil it down that far； yes；〃 she said dryly。 〃I told you on the way here what you must know about the ceremony； as much as anyone is allowed to know beforehand。 If you were a novice e to this； you would know it by heart； but don't worry about making mistakes。 I will remind you； if necessary。 Are you sure you are ready to face it？ If you want to stop now； I can still write your name in the novice book。〃
〃No！〃
〃Very well； then。 Two things I will tell you now that no woman hears until she is in this room。 The first is this。 Once you begin； you must continue to the end。 Refuse to go on； and no matter your potential； you will be very kindly put out of the Tower with enough silver to support you for a year； and you will never be allowed back。〃 Nynaeve opened her mouth to say she would not refuse； but Sheriam cut her off with a sharp gesture。 〃Listen； and speak when you know what to say。 Second。 To seek； to strive； is to know danger。 You will know danger here。 Some women have entered； and never e out。 When the ter'angreal was allowed to grow quiet； they … were … not … there。 And they were never seen again。 If you will survive； you must be steadfast。 Falter； fail； and 。。。〃 Her silence was more eloquent than any words。 〃This is your last chance； child。 You may turn back now； right now； and I will put your name in the novice book； and you will have only one mark against you。 Twice more you will be allowed to e here； and only at the third refusal will you be put out of the Tower。 It is no shame to refuse。 Many do。 I myself could not do it； my first time here。 Now you may speak。〃
Nynaeve gave the silver arches a sidelong look。 The light in them no longer flickered； they were filled with a soft； white glow。 To learn what she wanted to learn； she needed the freedom of the Accepted to question； to study on her own； with no more guidance than she asked for。 I must make Moiraine pay for what she has done to us。 I must。 〃I am ready。〃
Sheriam started slowly into the chamber。 Nynaeve went beside her。
As if that were a signal； the Red sister spoke in loud； formal tones。 〃Whom do you bring with you； Sister？〃 The three Aes Sedai around the ter'angreal continued their attentions to it。
〃One who es as a candidate for Acceptance； Sister；〃 Sheriam replied just as formally。
〃Is she ready？〃
〃She is ready to leave behind what she was； and； passing through her fears； gain Acceptance。〃
〃Does she know her fears？〃
〃She has never faced them； but now is willing。〃
〃Then let her face what she fears。〃
Sheriam stopped； two spans from the arches； and Nynaeve stopped with her。 〃Your dress；〃 Sheriam whispered； not looking at her。
Nynaeve's cheeks colored at forgetting already what Sheriam had told her on the way down from her room。 Hastily she removed her clothes； her shoes and stockings。 For a moment she could almost forget the arches in folding her garments and putting them neatly to one side。 She tucked Lan's ring carefully under her dress； she did not want anyone staring at that。 Then she was done； and the ter'angreal was still there； still waiting。
The stone felt cold under her bare feet； and she broke out all over in goose bumps； but she stood straight and breathed slowly。 She would not let any of them see she was afraid。
〃The first time；〃 Sheriam said； 〃is for what was。 The way back will e but once。 Be steadfast。〃
Nynaeve hesitated。 Then she stepped forward； through the arch and into the glow。 It surrounded her； as if the air itself were shining； as if she were drowning in light。 The light was everywhere。 The light was everything。
Nynaeve gave a start when she realized she was naked； then stared in amazement。 A stone wall stood to either side of her； twice as tall as she was and smooth； as if carved。 Her toes wriggled on dusty； uneven stone paving。 The sky above seemed flat and leaden； for all the lack of clouds； and the sun hung overhead swollen and red。 In both directions were openings in the wall； gateways marked by short； square columns。 The walls narrowed her field of view； but the ground sloped down from where she stood； both in front and behind。 Through the gateways she could see more thick walls； and passages between。 She was in a gigantic maze。
Where it this？ How did I e here？ Like a different voice； another thought came。 The way out will e but once。
She shook her head。 〃If there's only one way out； I'll not find it standing here。〃 At least the air was warm and dry。 〃I hope I find some