Riding slowly through Caemlyn under a baking mid-morning sun, Min really saw little of the city. She hardly noticed the people and sedan chairs, wagons and coaches, that clogged the streets except to guide her bay mare around them. One of her dreams had always been to live in a great city and travel to strange places, but today colorful towers covered in glittering tiles and sweeping vistas as the street rounded a hill passed all but unseen. Clumps of Aiel striding through the crowds with space opening around them got a second glance, and so did patrols of hawk-nosed, often bearded men on horseback, but only because they reminded her of the stories they had begun hearing while still in Murandy. Merana had been angered by those, and by the charred evidence of Dragonsworn they had come on twice, but Min thought some of the other Aes Sedai were worried. The less said about what they thought of Rand’s amnesty, the better.
 Only a few people dotted the great oval, perhaps because Aiel guarded the open main gates of the palace. More Aiel stood on marble balconies or glided across high, colonnaded walks like leopards. The White Lion of Andor stirred in a breeze above the tallest of the palace domes. Another crimson flag flew from one of the spires, a little lower than the white dome, lifted just enough by the breeze for her to make out the ancient symbol of Aes Sedai, black-and-white.
Those Aiel made her glad she had refused the offer of a pair of Warders as escort; she suspected Aiel and Warders might strike sparks. Well, it had not been precisely an offer, and she had refused by sneaking away an hour before time by the clock on the inn mantelpiece. Merana was from Caemlyn, and when they arrived before dawn she took them straight to what she said was the finest inn in the New City.
It was not the Aiel who kept Min sitting there, however. Not entirely, though she had heard all sorts of terrible stories about black-veiled Aiel. Her coat and breeches were the finest, softest wool that could be found in Salidar, in a pale rose, with tiny blue-and-white flowers embroidered on lapels and cuffs and down the outsides of the legs. Her shirt was cut like a boy’s too, but in cream silk. In Baerlon, after her father died, her aunts had tried to make her into what they called a decent proper woman, though maybe her Aunt Miren had understood that after ten years running about the mines in boys’ clothes, it might be too late to stuff her into dresses. They had tried, even so, and she had fought them as stubbornly as she refused to learn to wield a needle. Aside from that unfortunate episode serving tables at The Miners’ Rest—a rough place, but she had not stayed long; Rana, Jan and Miren had seen to that emphatically when they found out, and no matter that she was twenty then—aside from that one time, she had never worn a dress willingly. Now she was thinking that maybe she should have had one made instead of this coat and breeches. A dress in silk, cut snug at the bodice and low, and . . .
He’ll have to take me as I am, she thought, twitching the reins irritably. I’m not changing for any man.  She kicked it down as hard as she had ever kicked any stableman who tried to cut rough, and heeled Wildrose only a little more gently. She hated the very idea of women being weak when it came to men. There was just one problem; she was fairly certain she was going to find out just what it was like very soon now.
Dismounting in front of the Palace gates, she patted the mare, to tell her she had not meant the kick, while eyeing the Aiel uncertainly. Half were women, all but one considerably taller than she. The men towered like Rand, most of them, and some even more. Every one was watching her—well, they seemed to be watching everything, but definitely her as well—and not one blinked that she could see. With those spears and bucklers, the bows on their backs and quivers at their hips, the heavy knives, they looked ready to kill.   I hope that’s so.
She addressed herself to the shortest of the women. Framed by bright red hair as short as Min’s used to be, her tanned face might as well have been carved from wood, but she was even a little shorter than Min. “I’ve come to see Rand al’Thor,” Min said, a trifle unsteadily. “The Dragon Reborn.” Did none of them ever blink? “My name is Min. He knows me, and I have an important message for him.”
The red-haired woman turned to the other Aiel, gesticulating quickly with her free hand. The rest of the women laughed as she turned back. “I will take you to him, Min. But if he does not know you, you will leave much faster than you go in.” Some of the Aiel women laughed at that too. “I am called Enaila.”
“He knows me,” Min told them, flushing. She had a pair of knives up her coatsleeves that Thom Merrilin had showed her how to use, but she had the feeling this woman could take them away and peel her with them. An image flickered above Enaila’s head and was gone. A wreath of some sort; Min had no idea what it meant. “Am I supposed to take my horse in, too? I don’t think Rand wants to see her.” To her surprise, some of the Aiel chuckled, men and women, and Enaila’s lips twitched as if she wanted to.
A man came to take Wildrose—Min thought he was Aiel too, despite the downcast eyes and white robe—and she followed Enaila through the gates, across a broad courtyard and into the Palace proper. It was something of a relief to see servants in red-and-white livery scurrying along the tapestry-lined corridors, warily eyeing the Aiel who also walked the halls, but no more so than they might a strange dog really. She had begun to think she would find the Palace filled with none but Aiel, Rand surrounded by them, maybe dressed in coat and breeches all in shades of brown and gray and green, staring at her without blinking.
Before tall wide doors, carved with lions and standing open, Enaila halted, wiggling her hand quickly at the Aiel on guard. They were all women. One, flaxen-haired and considerably taller than most men, waggled fingers back. “Wait here,” Enaila said, and went in.
Min took one step after her, and a spear was casually held in her path by the flaxen-haired woman. Or perhaps not casually, but Min did not care. She could see Rand.
He sat on a great gilded throne that seemed made entirely of Dragons, in a red coat worked heavily with gold, holding some sort of green-and-white tasseled spearhead of all things. Another throne stood on a tall pedestal behind him, gilded also, but with a lion picked out in white gemstones against red. The Lion Throne, so the rumors said. At that moment, he could have been using it for a footstool for all she cared. He looked tired. He was so beautiful, her heart ached. Images danced around him continuously. With Aes Sedai and Warders, that deluge was something she tried to escape; she could not tell what they meant any more often than with anyone else, but they were always there. With Rand, she had to make herself see them, because otherwise she would just stare at his face. One of those images she had seen every time she saw him. Countless thousands of sparkling lights, like stars or fireflies, rushed into a great blackness, trying to fill it up, rushed in and were swallowed. There seemed to be more lights than she had ever seen before, but the darkness swallowed them at a greater rate, too. And there was something else, something new, an aura of yellow and brown and purple that made her stomach clench.
She tried viewing the nobles facing him—surely that was what they were, in all those fine embroidered coats and rich silk gowns—but there was nothing to see. That was true of most people most of the time, and when she did see something, most often she had no notion what it foretold. Even so, she narrowed her eyes, straining. If she could make out just one image, one aura, it might be a help to him. From the stories she had heard since entering Andor, he could use all the help he could find.
With a heavy sigh, she gave it up finally. Squinting and straining did no good unless there was something to see in the first place.
Suddenly she realized the nobles were withdrawing, Rand was on his feet, and Enaila was waving, motioning her to enter. Rand was smiling. Min thought her heart might burst out of her chest. So this was what it felt like for all those women she had laughed at, throwing themselves at a man’s feet. No. She was not a giddy girl; she was older than he, she had had her first kiss while he still thought getting out of tending sheep was the most fun in the world, she . . . Light, please, don’t let my knees give way.
Tossing the Dragon Scepter down carelessly where he had been sitting, Rand bounded from the dais in one leap and rushed down the Grand Hall. As soon as he reached Min, he caught her under the arms and swung her into the air and around and around before Dyelin and the others were gone. Some of the nobles stared, and were welcome to for all of him. “Light, Min, but it’s good to see your face,” he laughed. Considerably better than Dyelin’s stony features or Ellorien’s. But if Aemlyn and Arathelle and Pelivar and Luan and all of them had every one proclaimed their joy that Elayne was on her way to Caemlyn instead of staring at him with doubt or even “liar” in their eyes, he would have been as overjoyed to see Min.
When he put her feet back on the floor, she sagged against his chest, clutching his arms and breathing hard. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to make you dizzy. It’s just that I really am glad to see you.”
“Well, you did make me dizzy, you wool-headed sheepherder,” she mumbled against his chest. Pushing herself away, she glared up at him through long lashes. “I had a very long ride, I arrived in the middle of the night, or might as well, and you toss me around like a sack of oats. Did you never learn any manners?”
“Woolhead,” he laughed softly.  She did not call him anything; she merely peered up at him, the glare gone completely. Her eyelashes did seem longer than he remembered.
Realizing where they were, he took her hand. A throne room was no place for meeting old friends. “Come on, Min. We can have some cool punch in my sitting room. Somara, I am going to my apartments; you can send everybody away.”
Somara did not look happy about it, but she dismissed all the Maidens except for herself and Enaila. Both looked a bit sullen, which he did not understand. He had allowed Somara to gather so many inside the palace in the first place only because Dyelin and the others were coming. Bashere was out at his horsemen’s camp north of the city for the same reason. Maidens for a reminder, Bashere because there could be too many reminders. He hoped the two Maidens were not planning on any mothering. They took turns as his guards more than their share, it seemed to him, but Nandera was as adamant as Sulin had been when it came to him saying who specifically was to do what. He could command Far Dareis Mai, but he was not a Maiden, and the other was none of his business.
Min studied the tapestries as he led her along the corridor by the hand. She peered at inlaid chests and tables, at golden bowls and tall vases of Sea Folk porcelain in niches. She examined Enaila and Somara head to toe three times each. But she neither looked at him nor spoke a word. His hand engulfed hers, and he could feel the pulse in her wrist racing to beat horses. He hoped she was not really angry over being whirled about.
To his great relief, Somara and Enaila took places on either side of his door, though they both looked at him when he asked for punch, and he had to repeat himself. In the sitting room, he took off his coat and tossed it over a chair. “Sit, Min. Sit. Rest and relax. The punch will be here shortly. You have to tell me everything. Where you’ve been, how you got here, why you arrived in the night. It isn’t safe traveling at night, Min. Now less than ever. I’ll give you the best rooms in the Palace—well, the second-best; these are the best—and an Aiel escort to take you wherever you want. Any bullyboy or strongarm will doff his cap and duck his head, if he doesn’t run right up the side of a building to get away.”
For a moment he thought she might laugh, standing there by the door, but instead she drew a deep breath and took a letter from her pocket. “I can’t tell you where I came from—I promised, Rand—but Elayne is there, and—”
“Salidar,” he said, and smiled at the way her eyes widened. “I know a few things, Min. Maybe more than some think I do.”
“I . . . see that you do,” she said faintly. She pushed the letter into his hands then backed away again. Her voice firmed as she added, “I swore I would give that to you first off. Go ahead and read it.”
He recognized the seal, a lily in dark yellow wax, and Elayne’s flowing hand in his name, and he hesitated before opening it. Clean breaks were best, and he had made one, but with the letter in his hand, he could not stop himself. He read, then sat down atop his coat and read again. It was certainly short.
Rand,
I have made my feelings clear to you. Know that they have not changed. I hope that you feel for me what I feel for you. Min can help you, if you will only listen to her. I love her like a sister, and hope you love her as I do.
Elayne
Her ink must have been running out, because the last lines were a hurried scrawl, quite unlike the elegance of the rest. Min had been sidling and twisting her head, trying to read the letter without being too obvious, but when he lifted himself to pull his coat out—the fat-little-man angreal was in the pocket—she scurried back again. “Do women all try to drive a man crazy?” he muttered.
“What!”
He stared at the letter, talking half to himself.  Truth to tell, sometimes I did want to kneel . . . and worship, the Light help me. She says here I know how she feels. Two letters she’s written me before this, one full of love, the other saying she never wanted the sight of me again. The times I’ve sat wishing the first one was true and the other some sort of joke, or mistake, or . . . and Aviendha. She’s beautiful too, but every day with her was a battle. No kisses from her, not anymore, and no doubts how she feels. She was even happier to get away from me than I was to see her go. Only, I keep expecting to see her when I turn around, and when she isn’t there, it’s as if something inside me is missing. I actually miss the battle, and there are moments when I find myself thinking, There are things worth fighting for.” Something in Min’s silence made him look up. She was staring at him with a face as blank as an Aes Sedai.
“Did nobody ever tell you it isn’t polite to talk to one woman about another?” Her voice was absolutely flat. “Much less two other women.”
“Min, you’re a friend,” he protested. “I don’t think of you as a woman.” It was the wrong thing to say; he knew it as soon as the words left his mouth.
“Oh?” Tossing back her coat, she placed her hands on her hips. It was not the all-too-familiar angry pose. Her wrists were twisted so her fingers pointed up, and somehow that made it very different. She stood with one knee bent, and that . . . for the first time he really saw her; not just Min, but the way she looked. Not the usual plain brown coat and breeches, but pale red, and embroidered. Not the usual rough-cut hair that barely covered her ears, but ringlets brushing her neck.  A horse?” In one quick stride she reached him and plumped herself down in his lap.
“Min,” he said, aghast, “what are you doing?”
“Convincing you I’m a woman, woolhead. Don’t I look like a woman?  She smelled faintly of flowers, now that he noticed. “Don’t I feel—? Well, enough of that. Answer the question, sheepherder.”
It was the “sheepherder” and “woolhead” that stilled his alarm. The truth was, she felt remarkably nice sitting there. But she was Min, who thought he was a country boy with hay in his hair and not very much common sense. “Light, Min, I know you’re a woman. I didn’t mean any insult. You’re a friend, too. It’s just that I feel comfortable with you.  I can say things to you I wouldn’t say to anybody else, not even Mat or Perrin. When I am around you, all the knots unwind, all the tightness in my shoulders I don’t even feel till it goes. Do you see, Min? I like being around you. I’ve missed you.”
Folding her arms, she looked at him sideways, frowning. Her leg twitched; if her foot had reached the floor, she would have been tapping it. “All that about Elayne. And this . . . Aviendha. Who is she, by the way? It sounds to me as if you love them both. Oh, stop jerking about. You owe me some answers. Saying I’m not—just answer me. Do you love both of them?”
“Maybe I do,” he said slowly. “Light help me, I think maybe I do. Does that make me a lecher, Min, or just a greedy fool?”  He hurried on before she could tell him which one she had picked to fit him; he did not really want to hear it from her. “It hardly matters now anyway. It is done with. I sent Aviendha away, and I will not let her come back. I won’t let myself within a mile of her or Elayne, ten miles if I can help it.”
“For the love of . . . ! Why, Rand? What gives you the right to make a choice like that for them?”
“Min, can’t you see? I am a target. Any woman I love becomes a target, too. Even if the arrow is aimed at me, it could hit her. It could be aimed at her.” Breathing out heavily, he leaned back with his arms on the rose-carved chair arms.  Min was always smiling, always a little amused by everything. Just as well she was not now; he was deadly serious himself. “Lan told me he and I are alike in some ways, and it’s true. He said there are men who radiate death. Himself. Me. When a man like that falls in love, the best gift he can give her is to put as much distance as possible between himself and her. You see that, don’t you?”
“What I see . . . ” She was silent for a moment. “Very well. I’m your friend, and I am glad you know it, but don’t bother thinking I will give up. I will convince you I am not a man or a horse.”
“Min, I said I—”
“Oh, no, sheepherder. Not good enough.” She wriggled round on his lap in a way that made him clear his throat, and pinned a finger against his chest. “I want tears in your eyes when you say it. I want drool on your chin and a stammer in your voice. You needn’t think I won’t make you pay.”
Rand could not help laughing. “Min, it really is good to have you here. All you see is a mudfoot from the Two Rivers, isn’t it?”
Her mood changed lightning quick. “I see you, Rand,” she said, strangely quiet. “I see you.” Clearing her throat, she arranged herself primly, hands on her knees. If it was possible to be prim sitting as she was, anyway. “I might as well get on with why I came. Apparently, you know about Salidar. That is going to raise a few eyebrows, I tell you. What you probably do not know is that I didn’t come alone. There’s an embassy from Salidar in Caemlyn, to see you.”
Lews Therin muttered, thunder in the distance. Mention of Aes Sedai always roused him since Alanna and the bonding, if not as much as being around Taim.
Even with Lews Therin grumbling, Rand very nearly smiled. He had suspected as soon as Min handed him the letter from Elayne. Confirmation was almost as good as proof that they were frightened, as he thought. What else could they be, rebels driven to hiding right on the edge of Whitecloak power? Very likely wishing they knew how to creep back into the White Tower, too, chewing their fingers over how to wriggle back into Elaida’s good graces. From what he knew of Elaida, they had small chance, and they had to know it better than he. If they had sent an embassy to the Dragon Reborn, to a man who could channel, then they must be all but ready to accept his protection. This was not like Elaida, who apparently thought he could be bought, and likely kept in a wicker cage like a song sparrow. Egwene’s nebulous promises of Aes Sedai who supported him were about to be fulfilled.
“Who came with you?” he asked. “Maybe I know her.” He did not really know any Aes Sedai except Moiraine, who was dead, but he had met a few. If she was one of those, it might make things a little harder. He really had been Min’s farmboy back then, ready to flinch if an Aes Sedai looked at him.
“There’s more than one, Rand. Actually, there are nine.” He gave a start, and she went on quickly. “It is meant for an honor, Rand; three times what they’d send a king or queen. Merana—she’s in charge; she’s Gray Ajah—Merana will come here alone this afternoon, and no more than one at a time will come anywhere near you unless you feel comfortable. They took rooms at The Crown of Roses, in the New City; they practically took it over, with all the Warders and servants. Merana sent me first because I know you, to smooth the way. They don’t mean you any harm, Rand. I am sure of it.”
“A viewing, Min, or your opinion?” It seemed odd to be carrying on a serious conversation with a woman perched on his knee, but she was Min, after all. That made it different. He just had to keep reminding himself.
“My opinion,” she admitted reluctantly. “Rand, I viewed every one of them every day, all the long way from Salidar. If they intended any harm, I would have to have seen something. I can’t believe nothing would show in that time.” Shifting, she gave him a worried look that quickly changed to a determined firmness. “I might as well tell you something else while I’m about it. I saw an aura around you in the throne room. Aes Sedai are going to hurt you. Women who can channel, anyway. It was all confused; I’m not sure about the Aes Sedai part. But it might happen more than once. I think that’s why it seemed all scrambled.” He looked at her silently, and she smiled. “I like that about you, Rand. You accept what I can do and what I cannot. You don’t ask me if I’m sure, or when it’s going to happen. You never ask for more than I know.”
“Well, I am to ask one thing, Min. Can you be sure these Aes Sedai in your viewing aren’t the Aes Sedai you came with?”
“No,” she said simply. That was one thing he liked; she never tried to evade.
I have to be careful, Lews Therin whispered intently. Even these half-trained girls can be dangerous with nine of them. I must—
I must, Rand thought firmly. A moment of confusion from Lews Therin, and then he fled back to the shadowed recesses. He always did now, if Rand spoke to him. The only problem was that Lews Therin seemed to be seeing and hearing more, and intending to act on it. There had not been another incident of his trying to seize saidin, but Rand was careful now. The man wanted Rand’s mind and body for his own, thought they were his own, and if he managed to gain control even once, Rand was not certain it would not be just that way. Lews Therin Telamon walking and speaking, while Rand al’Thor was only a voice in his head.
“Rand,” Min said anxiously, “don’t look at me like that. I am on your side, if it comes to sides. It might, a little. They think I’ll tell them what you say. I won’t, Rand. They just want to know how to deal with you, what to expect, but I’ll not tell one word you don’t want me to, and if you ask me to lie, I will. They do not know about my viewings. Those are yours, Rand. You know I will read anyone you say, including Merana and the rest.”
He forced the snarl from his face, made sure his voice was mild. “Calm yourself, Min. I know you are on my side.” That was simple truth. Suspecting Min would be like suspecting himself. Lews Therin was dealt with for the moment; it was time to deal with this Merana and her embassy. “Tell them they can come three at a time.” That was what Lews Therin had advised in Cairhien; no more than three at once. The man seemed to believe he could handle three Aes Sedai. He seemed more than a little contemptuous of those who called themselves Aes Sedai now. But what had been a limit in Cairhien was different here. Merana wanted him calmed and smoothed down before even one Aes Sedai came near. Let her chew on an invitation for three to begin and think what it might mean. “Aside from that, none are to enter the Inner City without my permission. And they aren’t to try channeling around me. Tell them that, Min. I’ll know the moment they take hold of the Source, and I will not be pleased. Tell them.”
“They aren’t going to be very pleased either, sheepherder,” she said dryly. “But I will tell them.”
A crash whipped Rand’s head around.
 Her white hair had grown since she put on the livery, but it was still shorter than any of the servants’. Mistress Harfor had had it made into a close cap of curls. Sulin hated that. At her feet was a silver tray bordered in worked gold, with silver-chased golden goblets lying on their sides. The wine pitcher rocked a last time as he looked, and miraculously stopped upright, though there appeared to be as much wine punch on tray and carpet as there could be remaining in the pitcher.
Min was halfway into scrambling to her feet when he caught her by the waist and pulled her back down. Time enough and more to drive home that he was done with Aviendha, and Min would not mind helping. In fact, after a moment of resistance, she leaned into him and put her head on his chest. “Sulin,” he said, “a good servant does not toss trays about. Now, pick it up and do as you’re supposed to.” Staring at him darkly, she all but quivered.
Figuring out how to let her meet her toh while discharging at least some of his obligation to her had been little short of brilliant. Sulin cared for his rooms now, and fetched and carried only for him. She hated it, of course, especially that he saw her doing it every day, but she no longer broke her back scrubbing floors all over the Palace or hauling endless streams of heavy water buckets for laundry. He suspected she would rather every Aiel this side of the Dragonwall saw her shame than allow him to, but he had eased her labors notably, eased his conscience somewhat, and if having to work for him made her decide her toh was met sooner, all to the good. Sulin belonged in cadin’sor carrying her spears, not in livery folding bed linens.
Picking up the tray, she stalked across the room and pushed it roughly onto an ivory-inlaid table. As she started to turn away, he said, “This is Min, Sulin. She’s my friend. She doesn’t know Aiel ways, and I would take it amiss should anything untoward happen to her.” It had just occurred to him that the Maidens might have their own view of him sending away Aviendha and holding another woman almost as soon as she was gone. Their own view, and their own way of dealing with it. “In fact, if any harm comes to her, I’ll consider it done to me.”
“Why should any but Aviendha wish to harm this woman?” Sulin said grimly. “She gave too much time to dreaming over you, and not enough to teaching you what you should know.” Giving herself a shake, she growled, “My Lord Dragon.” He thought it was supposed to be a murmur. She nearly fell over twice in her curtsy before she was upright again, and she slammed the door on her way out.
Min twisted her head to look up at him. “I don’t think I have ever seen a maid like—Rand, I believe she’d have stabbed you if she had a knife.”
“Kick me, maybe,” he chuckled, “but never stab. She thinks I am her long-lost brother.” Confusion clouded Min’s eyes; he could see a hundred questions rising. “It is a long story. I will tell you another time.” Part of it, he would. Nobody was ever going to know what he had to put up with from Enaila and Somara and a few others. Well, the Maidens all knew already, but no one else.
Melaine entered in the Aiel way, which was to say she put her head in at the door, looked around, then followed with the rest of her. He had never puzzled out what would make an Aiel decide not to come in. Chiefs, Wise Ones and Maidens had walked in on him in his smallclothes, in his bed, his bath.  Green eyes regarded Min neutrally.
This time Min made no effort to get up. In fact, from the way she was lying against him, head pressed against his chest, breathing slowly, he was not sure she might not be falling asleep. After all, she had said she had reached Caemlyn in the night. Suddenly he became conscious of his hand fitted in the hollow of her waist, and moved it firmly to the arm of the chair. She sighed almost regretfully and snuggled against him. Going to sleep without a doubt.
“I have news,” Melaine said, “and I am uncertain which is the most important. Egwene has gone from the tents. She goes to a place called Salidar, where there are Aes Sedai. These are the Aes Sedai who may uphold you. At her asking, we did not speak to you of them before, but now I will tell you they are forward, undisciplined, contentious and full of themselves beyond reason.” Her tone was heated toward the end, and her head was thrust forward.
So one of the dreamwalkers in Cairhien had spoken to Melaine in her dreams. That was about all he knew of the dreamwalkers’ skills, and while it could have been useful, they were seldom willing to put it at his disposal. What was different was all that about forward and so forth. Most Aiel behaved as if they thought Aes Sedai might strike them, believed they would deserve it if so, and intended to take the blow without flinching. Even Wise Ones spoke of Aes Sedai respectfully if at all. Clearly a few things had changed. All he said, though, was “I know.” If Melaine had any intention of telling him why, she would without his asking. If she did not, asking would get no answers. “About Egwene, and Salidar too. There are nine from Salidar in Caemlyn right now. Min here came with them.” Min stirred on his chest and murmured something. Lews Therin was grumbling again, just too low to make out, and Rand was glad of the distraction. Min felt . . . good. She would be offended to the sky if she knew. Then again, considering her promise to make him pay, she might laugh. Maybe. She could be quicksilver at times.
Melaine showed no surprise at his knowledge, not even shifting her shawl. Since marrying Bael she seemed to have—“calmed” was not quite the right word; it was much too placid for Melaine—grown less excitable. “That was my second news. You must be wary of them, Rand al’Thor, and use a firm hand. They will respect nothing else.” Most definitely a change.
“You will have two daughters,” Min murmured. “Twins like mirrors.”
If Melaine had been unsurprised before, she made up for it now. Her eyes went wide, and she gave a start that nearly lifted her from the floor. “How could you . . . ?” she began incredulously, then stopped to gather herself. Even so, she went on in a breathless voice. “I myself was uncertain I was with child until this morning. How could you know?”
Min did get up then, giving him a look he knew all too well. It was his fault for some reason. She was not entirely without flaws, if small ones. Fussing with her coat, she looked everywhere except at Melaine, and when her gaze fell on him again, it was a variation of the first look. He had gotten her into this; it was up to him to get her out.
“It is all right, Min,” he said. “She’s a Wise One, and I expect she knows things that would curl your hair.” Except that already was curly. How did women do that, anyway? “I am sure she will promise to keep your secret, and you can trust her promise.” Melaine almost stumbled over her tongue promising.
Just the same, Rand received another look before Min sat down beside Melaine. Reproachful, maybe. How did she expect him to get her out of it? Melaine would not forget because he asked, but she would keep a promise, and a secret. She had kept enough from him.
For all her reluctance, once Min began she gave a much fuller explanation than she had ever given him at one time, perhaps helped by the other woman’s constant questions, and Melaine’s changing attitude as well. It was as if Melaine began to feel that Min’s ability made her an equal of sorts, not at all a wetlander.
“It is remarkable,” Melaine said at last. “Like interpreting the dream without dreaming. Two, you say? Both girls? Bael will be so pleased. Dorindha has given him three sons, but we both know he would like a daughter.” Min blinked and gave her head a hard shake. Of course; she could not know about sister-wives.
From there the two of them passed quickly on to childbirth itself. Neither had ever borne a child, but each had helped midwives.
Rand cleared his throat loudly. It was not that any of the details bothered him. He had helped ewes lamb, mares foal and cows calve. What was irritating was that they sat there with their heads together as though he had ceased to exist. Neither looked around until he cleared his throat again, loud enough that he wondered whether he had strained something.
Melaine leaned closer to Min and spoke in a whisper that could have been heard in the next room. “Men always faint.”
“And always at the worst possible time,” Min agreed in the same tone.
What would they think if they could have seen him in Mat’s father’s barn, blood and birthing fluids to his shoulders and three ribs cracked where he had been kicked because the mare had never foaled before and was frightened? A fine colt that had been, and the mare had not kicked at all the next time.
“Before I faint,” he said wryly, joining them on the carpet, “perhaps one of you would like to say some more about the Aes Sedai?” He would have stood up or sat on the floor before this had his lap not been full. Among the Aiel, only chiefs had chairs, and a chief’s chair was only used for things like pronouncing judgments or receiving the submission of an enemy.
Both women were suitably chastened. Neither said anything, but there was ample shifting of shawl, adjusting of coat and not quite meeting his eye. All that vanished once they got down to talking. Min held tenaciously to her opinion that the Aes Sedai from Salidar meant no harm to Rand and might give aid, suitably handled, which was with all respect in public and in private her reporting to Rand every whisper she overheard.  I knew Rand before any Aes Sedai except Moiraine, really, and the truth of it is, he took my loyalty long before she died.”
Melaine did not think Min a traitor, quite the contrary, and seemed to think even better of her. Wise Ones did have their own version of the Aiel view of spies. But she argued that with notable exceptions, Aes Sedai could be trusted as far as Shaido, which was to say not until they had been taken captive and made gai’shain. She did not exactly suggest captivity for the Aes Sedai at The Crown of Roses, but she did not miss far. “How can you trust them, Rand al’Thor? I think they have no honor, except for Egwene al’Vere, and she—” Melaine twitched her shawl again. “When an Aes Sedai shows me she has as much honor as Egwene, I will trust her, and not before.”
For his part, Rand listened more than spoke, and saying no more than a dozen or so words, learned a great deal. Answering Melaine’s arguments, Min ran through the embassy name by name, listing what each woman had said about support for Rand, and in truth admitting that all was not exactly rosy. Merana Ambrey and Kairen Stang, a Blue, were both Andoran, and for all that Aes Sedai supposedly forsook all allegiances save the White Tower, perhaps because they were estranged from the Tower, they worried that Rand sat in Caemlyn and might have murdered Morgase. Rafela Cindal, also Blue Ajah, might be pleased with the changes Rand had made in Tear, where once channeling had been outlawed and a girl found able to learn was hurried out of the country, but she said little, and Morgase worried her too. Seonid Traighan, a Green, mulled over every rumor from her native Cairhien and kept her own counsel, and Faeldrin Harella, the second Green sister, sometimes compared Dragonsworn atrocities in Altara and Murandy to what Dragonsworn had done in Tarabon, refusing even to talk about the fact that civil war had ripped her land apart before the first man had sworn to the Dragon there. No matter how Melaine pressed, though, Min insisted that every one of those Aes Sedai acknowledged Rand to be the Dragon Reborn and asked her most carefully, all through the journey from Salidar, what he was like and how he could best be approached without either offending or frightening him.
Rand grunted at that—that they were worried about frightening him—but Melaine began insisting that if most of the women in the embassy had so much reason to be against Rand, then the embassy as a whole surely could not be trusted far enough to fetch dung for the fire. Min spared him an apologetic grimace and rushed on. Arad Doman had seen as much of Dragonsworn as Tarabon, as well as its own civil war, but Demira Eriff, of the Brown Ajah, only talked of two things really: meeting Rand, and the rumor that he had started some sort of school in Cairhien; no man who started a school could be all bad in Demira’s eyes. Berenicia Morsad, a Yellow sister from Shienar, had heard from Shienarans in Salidar that Rand had been received in Fal Dara by the great captain Lord Agelmar Jagad, an honor that seemed to carry considerable weight with her; Lord Agelmar would hardly have received a ruffian, a fool or a scoundrel. It weighed almost as heavily with Masuri Sokawa; she was a Brown, from Arafel, which bordered Shienar. Finally there was Valinde Nathenos, who according to Min showed an eagerness very unlike the White Ajah to have Rand drive Sammael out of Illian; a promise of that, a promise even to try, and Min would not be surprised to see Valinde offer him an oath of fealty. Melaine expressed disbelief, even rolling her eyes; she had never seen an Aes Sedai with that much sense, an attitude Rand found more than surprising considering that she would probably laugh in his face if he asked for such an oath. Min maintained that it was true, though, whatever the other woman said.
“I will show them as much respect as I can without kneeling,” Rand told Min when she finally ran down. For Melaine, he added, “And until they show proof of goodwill, I’ll trust them not one jot.” He thought that should please them both, since each got what she wanted, but from the frowns he received, it pleased neither.
After all that arguing, he half-expected the pair to be at one another’s throats, but it seemed that Melaine’s pregnancy and Min’s viewing had created a bond. When they stood, the women were all smiles and hugs, and Melaine said, “I did not think I would like you, Min, but I do, and I will name one of the girls after you, because you knew of her first. I must go to tell Bael so he will not be jealous that Rand al’Thor knew before him. May you always find water and shade, Min.” To Rand, she added, “Watch these Aes Sedai closely, Rand al’Thor, and give Min your protection when she needs it. They will harm her if they learn she is sworn to you.” Of course, she left with exactly the ceremony with which she had arrived, a nod of the head.
Which left him alone with Min again. Which felt awkward for some reason.


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6.2 Exception PropagationWhen an exception is raised, the exception-propagation mechanism takes control. The normal control flow of the program stops, and Python looks for a suitable exception handler. Python's try statement establishes exception handlers via its except clauses. The handlers deal with exceptions raised in the body of the try clause, as well as exceptions that propagate from any of the functions called by that code, directly or indirectly.  When the handler finishes, execution continues with the statement after the try statement. If the statement raising the exception is not within a try clause that has an applicable handler, the function containing the statement terminates, and the exception propagates upward to the statement that called the function. If the call to the terminated function is within a try clause that has an applicable handler, that try clause terminates, and the handler executes. Otherwise, the function containing the call terminates, and the propagation process repeats, unwinding the stack of function calls until an applicable handler is found. If Python cannot find such a handler, by default the program prints an error message to the standard error stream (the file sys.stderr). The error message includes a traceback that gives details about functions terminated during propagation. You can change Python's default error-reporting behavior by setting sys.excepthook (covered in Chapter 8). After error reporting, Python goes back to the interactive session, if any, or terminates if no interactive session is active. When the exception class is SystemExit, termination is silent and includes the interactive session, if any. Here are some functions that we can use to see exception propagation at work. def f( ): print "in f, before 1/0" 1/0 # raises a ZeroDivisionError exception print "in f, after 1/0" def g( ): print "in g, before f( )" f( ) print "in g, after f( )" def h( ): print "in h, before g( )" try: g( ) print "in h, after g( )" except ZeroDivisionError: print "ZD exception caught" print "function h ends" Calling the h function has the following results: >>> h( ) in h, before g( ) in g, before f( ) in f, before 1/0 ZD exception caught function h ends Function h establishes a try statement and calls function g within the try clause. g, in turn, calls f, which performs a division by 0, raising an exception of class ZeroDivisionError. The exception propagates all the way back to the except clause in h. Functions f and g terminate during the exception propagation phase, which is why neither of their "after" messages is printed. The execution of h's try clause also terminates during the exception propagation phase, so its "after" message isn't printed either. Execution continues after the handler, at the end of h's try/except block. |
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You can currently use this calculator to find the expected costs of augmenting an item to a certain level, or calculate how much xp you'll get on average from augmenting a certain item. You can also find out the value you'd get from buying an item that's already augmented. You can put numbers or simple math expressions into the fields, and use 'k' or 'm' shorthands - try putting 15*1.2k to calculate the cost of 15 ingots worth 1200 each.
You can mouse-over some fields to get a clarification of what they need. If you experience any problems, feel free to message Mac15001900 in-game or open an issue on the Github page.
Limitations:
Xp calculations do not take into account leveling up while augmenting, which slightly increases success chances.
For xp calculations, only augments up to +50 are considered.
Remember that in practice you'll usually get less than average xp; this is offset by gaining a lot on rare, high-level augments.


Items: Documentation
In this tab, we can edit the item documentation. We can edit the next data:
- Full description of the item: Info about the item. It won't be used in the engine.
- Name of the item: Name for call the item.
- Brief description of the item: This info will show when the item is watched.
- Detailed description of the item: This info is shown whe the item is examined.
We also count with next check options:
- Object returns to its original position after being dragged: if checked, item come back to its initial place after being dragged.


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Golconda was originally known as Mankal. Golconda Fort was first built by the Kakatiyas as part of their western defenses along the lines of the Kondapalli Fort. The city and the fortress were built on a granite hill that is 120 meters (390 ft) high, surrounded by massive battlements. The fort was rebuilt and strengthened by Rani Rudrama Devi and her successor Prataparudra. Later, the fort came under the control of the Musunuri Nayakas, who defeated the Tughlaqi army occupying Warangal.It was ceded by Musunuri Kapaya Nayaka to the Bahmani Sultanate as part of a treaty in 1364.
Under the Bahmani Sultanate, Golconda slowly rose to prominence. Sultan Quli Qutb-ul-Mulk (r. 1487–1543), sent by the Bahmanids as a governor at Golconda, established the city as the seat of his government around 1501. Bahmani rule gradually weakened during this period, and Sultan Quli formally became independent in 1538, establishing the Qutb Shahi dynasty based in Golconda. Over a period of 62 years, the mud fort was expanded by the first three Qutb Shahi sultans into the present structure, a massive fortification of granite extending around 5 km (3.1 mi) in circumference. It remained the capital of the Qutb Shahi dynasty until 1590 when the capital was shifted to Hyderabad. The Qutb Shahis expanded the fort, whose 7 km (4.3 mi) outer wall enclosed the city.
During the early seventeenth century a strong cotton-weaving industry existed in Golconda. Large quantities of cotton were produced for domestic and exports consumption. High quality plain or patterned cloth made of muslin and calico was produced. Plain cloth was available as white or brown colour, in bleached or dyed variety. Exports of this cloth was to Persia and European countries. Patterned cloth was made of prints which were made indigenously with indigo for blue, chay-root for red coloured prints and vegetable yellow. Patterned cloth exports were mainly to Java, Sumatra and other eastern countries.
The fort finally fell into ruin in 1687, after an eight-month-long siege led to its fall at the hands of the Mughal emperor Aurangzeb.


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stylesheet("name", *font, **options) # define a style stylesheet("name") # retrieve a preexisting style stylesheet("name", None) # undefine a style
Part of the canvas's state is a global Stylesheet object which is used by the text() command to format strings with XML-delimited inline styles. The stylesheet() command allows you associate font() and layout() settings with names. You can then apply these attributes to a portion of your string by enclosing it in an XML element using the same name.
The first argument is a string defining the new style's name
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stylesheet('title', 'gill sans', 'bold', 22, italic=True)
stylesheet('title', size=22, family='gill sans', italic=True, weight='bold')
Paragraph layout options can also be added to styles using the same set of arguments supported by the layout() command. Note that in PlotDevice, paragraph settings are "winner take all" for each "\n"
-separated line of text. So whatever the paragraph style is set to for the first character of that line will apply until the next carriage return.
Once you've defined a style, you can refer to it when calling the text() command, either by using the style name as a tag within some xml input, or by passing a style
keyword argument to be applied to an entire string:
text(40,40, xml="<title>Ignite the seven cannons!</title>")
text(40,40, str="Ignite the seven cannons!", style="title")
Styles "cascade" in the same way as CSS definitons. Rather than fully specifying your styles, you can have each tag modify only a subset of attributes. Omitted attributes will be "inherited" from other enclosing style tags or, ultimately, the canvas's current font() and layout() settings.
The Stylesheet stores individual styles as dictionaries of attributes. If your script needs access to the properties set by a previously defined style, call stylesheet() with the style name as the sole argument. It will return the dictionary associated with the name.
stylesheet('serif', 'Adobe Garamond', 'semibold', 11) print(stylesheet('serif')) >>> {'family': u'Adobe Garamond Pro', 'weight': 'semibold', 'size': 11}
Should you need to remove a style defined earlier in the script, call stylesheet() again with None
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stylesheet("big-mistake", None)
markup = "<it>Bip <bf>Blip</bf></it>" stylesheet("it", italic=True) stylesheet("bf", weight='black') with font("Baskerville", 22): text(20,40, xml=markup) with font("Avenir", 18), fill('red'): text(20,80, xml=markup)


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Give our sincere thanks to all the help
On this page, we give special thanks to the institutions, organizations, professors, experts and so on. Our project wouldn’t be complete without the help of many dedicated people. We were fortunate enough to have advisors, experts and senior undergraduate students who participated in the making of this project.
iGEM Community
Thanks 19Fudan for providing model for our territory and quorum sense.
Thanks 19BNU-China Mr. Feng for giving our advice on Kill Switches.
Thanks TJUSLS-China collaborating with us to hold summer camp.
Thanks SCU-China inviting our team to attend their project.
Yuanzheng Club
Largest student public-service association of Fudan University
Thanks to the Yuanzheng club from Fudan University to help us provide better education for the old.
Xinguang Senior home
Thanks to the Xinguang Senior home and Shiji Senior home for encouraging us to contacting with the old and giving us the message they have.
Dr. Weiying Ren and Dr. Dongying Qiu
Deputy Chief Physician of Geriatrics Department, Zhongshan Hospital, Fudan University
Thanks to Dr. Weiying Ren and Dr. Dongying Qiu from Zhongshan Hospital for providing us with constructive suggestions on the scale of osteoporosis.
Dr. Wei Hong
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Thanks to Mrs.Hong from Huadong Hospital for instructing us on various aspects especially the education.
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Thanks to Professor Chen Yan from history major for recommending us to focus on the gender issue.
Prof. Jinzhong Lin
School of Life Sciences, Fudan University
Thanks to Prof. Lin gave advice to instruct our quorum sense design.
Shanghai Ruishi Wealth Investment Management Co. LTD
Thanks Ruishi Co. Ltd providing their support for our commercial product. More details at /Team:Fudan/Entrepreneurship.
Qingdao Yiqing Biological Polytron Technologies
As the founder of China capsule industry standard, the pioneer of automatic mechanism of hollow capsule, the leader of new materials and technologies promotion and use, the persistant defender of product safety, they have become one of the most symbolic enterprises in China capsule industry - Qingdao Yiqing Biological Polytron Technologies.
Thanks for their advice for our probiotics product.
Express our sincere thank again!


Installation¶
BayesFit can be installed via two different methods.
Method 1: pip install bayesfit¶
The easiest method to install the Bayesfit module is via python packahe index using the following line of code in your terminal or command line:
pip install bayesfit
And that is it! After a short while, you should have bayesfit successfully installed on your system!
Method 2: Installing via setup.py from Github repository¶
THe second method involves cloning the BayesFit respository from Github, and installing the module via the setup.py file contained within the root directory. Of course, to perform this via the terminal or command line, you must have Git installed on your system. Alternatively you can visit <https://github.com/SlugocM/bayesfit> and download the repository via the Download link, and skip to Step 2.
Clone the BayesFit Github directory:
git clone https://github.com/SlugocM/bayesfit
Next, unzip the repository if needed.
Now, navigate into the root bayesfit of the Bayesfit module via the terminal or command line:
cd .../bayesfit/
Finally, install via the following lines of code:
python setup.py install


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Notebook for
It Doesn't Have to Be Crazy at Work
Jason Fried; David Heinemeier Hansson
Citation (APA): Fried, J., & Hansson, D. H. (2018). It Doesn't Have to Be Crazy at Work [Kindle Android version]. Retrieved from Amazon.com
Don’t Change the World
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But if you label your own work as disruption, it probably isn’t.
Protectionism
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we don’t have status meetings at Basecamp. We all know these meetings—one person talks for a bit and shares some plans, then the next person does the same thing. They’re a waste of time. Why? While it seems efficient to get everyone together at the same time, it isn’t. It’s costly, too. Eight people in a room for an hour doesn’t cost one hour, it costs eight hours. Instead, we ask people to write updates daily or weekly on Basecamp for others to read when they have a free moment. This saves dozens of hours a week and affords people larger blocks of uninterrupted time. Meetings tend to break time into “before” and “after.” Get rid of those meetings and people suddenly have a good stretch of time to immerse themselves in their work.
The Quality of an Hour
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A quality hour is 1 × 60, not 4 × 15. A quality day is at least 4 × 60, not 4 × 15 × 4. It’s hard to be effective with fractured hours, but it’s easy to be stressed out: 25 minutes on a phone call, then 10 minutes with a colleague who taps you on the shoulder, then 5 on this thing you’re supposed to be working on, before another 15 are burned on a conversation you got pulled into that really didn’t require your attention. Then you’re left with 5 more to do what you wanted to do. No wonder people who work like that can be short- or ill-tempered. And between all those context switches and attempts at multitasking, you have to add buffer time.
Office Hours
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If you work here and you need an answer, all you have to do is ping the expert. That’s wonderful. And terrible. It’s wonderful when the right answer unlocks insight or progress. But it’s terrible when that one expert is fielding their fifth random question of the day and suddenly the day is done. The person with the question needed something and they got it. The person with the answer was doing something else and had to stop. That’s rarely a fair trade.
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The problem comes when you make it too easy—and always acceptable—to pose any question as soon as it comes to mind. Most questions just aren’t that pressing, but the urge to ask the expert immediately is irresistible. Now, if the sole reason they work there is to answer questions and be available for everyone else all day long, well, then, okay, sounds good. But our experts have their own work to do, too. You can’t have both.
Don’t Cheat Sleep
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The people who brag about trading sleep for endless slogs and midnight marathons are usually the ones who can’t point to actual accomplishments. Telling tales of endless slogs is a diversionary tactic.  It’s not worth trading sleep for a few extra hours at the office.  The science is clear on this: Continued sleep deprivation batters your IQ and saps your creativity.
Dreadlines
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The team that’s doing the work has control over the work. They wield the “scope hammer,” as we call it. They can crush the big must-haves into smaller pieces and then judge each piece individually and objectively. Then they can sort, sift, and decide what’s worth keeping and what can wait.
 But it turns out that people are quite good at setting and spending budgets. If we tell a team that they have six weeks to build a great calendar feature in Basecamp, they’re much more likely to produce lovely work than if we ask them how long it’ll take to build this specific calendar feature, and then break their weekends and backs to make it so.
Commitment, Not Consensus
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I disagree and commit all the time. We recently greenlit a particular Amazon Studios original. I told the team my view: debatable whether it would be interesting enough, complicated to produce, the business terms aren’t that good, and we have lots of other opportunities. They had a completely different opinion and wanted to go ahead. I wrote back right away with “I disagree and commit and hope it becomes the most watched thing we’ve ever made.” Consider how much slower this decision cycle would have been if the team had actually had to convince me rather than simply get my commitment. We totally agree. We’ve been practicing disagree and commit since the beginning, but it took Bezos’s letter to name the practice. Now we even use that exact term in our discussions. “I disagree, but let’s commit”
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Companies waste an enormous amount of time and energy trying to convince everyone to agree before moving forward on something. What they’ll often get is reluctant acceptance that masks secret resentment.
Compromise on Quality
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You just can’t bring your A game to every situation. Knowing when to embrace Good Enough is what gives you the opportunity to be truly excellent when you need to be.  You need to be able to be proud of it, even if it’s only “okay.” But attempting to be indiscriminately great at everything is a foolish waste of energy.
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It’s easy to say “Everything has to be great,” but anyone can do that. The challenge lies in figuring out where you can be just kinda okay or even downright weak. Think of it this way. If you do one thing at 100 percent, you’ve spent 100 percent to get that one thing. If you spend 20 percent each on getting five things to 80 percent, well, then, you’ve done five things! We’ll almost always take that trade.
Narrow as You Go
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Once the initial exploration is over, every week should lead us closer to being done, not further from it. Commit to an idea. See it through. Make it happen. You can always go back later, but only if you actually finish.
Change Control
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You’ll often hear that people don’t like change, but that’s not quite right. People have no problem with change they asked for. What people don’t like is forced change—change they didn’t request on a timeline they didn’t choose. Your “new and improved” can easily become their “what the fuck?” when it is dumped on them as a surprise.


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audioBuffer_size controls how many samples to buffer before drawing. Smaller values improve smoothness while larger values improve performance stability. Can only be set before initialization!


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The HasModels class is a Base class for defining helper classes with Models.
All models contained in a ./models
directory will be registered automatically, and are the
default list of model identities made available in the this.models
object.
You may override or extend this list of model identities, or a mapping of model identities to variable names,
by overriding .modelNames()
Extends NxusModule
A storage framework for Nxus applications using waterline.
"config": {
"storage": {
"adapter": {
"default": "sails-mongo"
},
"connections": {
"default": {
"adapter": "default",
"url": "mongodb://...."
}
},
"modelsDir": "./src/models"
}
}
Inherit your models from BaseModel
import {BaseModel} from '@nxus/storage'
var User = BaseModel.extend({
identity: 'user',
attributes: {
name: 'string'
}
})
Either import your model class and pass it to model()
:
storage.model(modelClass)
Or register all models in a directory with modelDir()
:
storage.modelDir(__dirname+"/models")
The storage model emits events for create, update, and destroy, you can register a handler for all events:
storage.on('model.create', (identity, record) => {})
storage.on('model.update', (identity, record) => {})
storage.on('model.destroy', (identity, record) => {})
Or just a specific model identity:
storage.on('model.create.user', (identity, record) => {})
storage.on('model.update.user', (identity, record) => {})
storage.on('model.destroy.user', (identity, record) => {})
load
load
, e.g.
var User = BaseModel.extend({
identity: 'user',
...
});
application.get('storage').model(User)startup
The configured database is connected during load.after
You can query models from startup
and beyond, retrieve the model by the 'identity':
application.get('storage').getModel('user').then((User) => {
User.create(...);
});
Storage provides a common interface for defining models. Uses the Waterline ORM.
Extends NxusModule


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"Managers are not confronted with problems that are independent of each other, but with dynamic situations that consist of complex systems of changing problems that interact with each other.”
Problem resolution skills are integral to the success of any organization today. In the quote, managers are informed that they should tackle an issue in isolation. Instead, they must invest in understanding the various systems that impact and alleviate the issue appro-priately.
"Managers do not solve problems, the manage messes.”
The quote could be an incredible hint as to why some companies struggle with the same set of issues for an extended duration. Managers are not addressing the problem but the resultant messes, which allows it to gradually grow to extraordinary proportions and impair the company's performance. Thus, there is a need to gain valuable problem-solving skills to give the venture an edge in the market.
"Sometimes I challenge my students to try to think of any human decision that occurs without a feedback loop.”
Competent individuals and organizations leverage data-driven decision-making to gain a competitive advantage over others. However, this requires an accurate collection, or-ganization, and analysis of information within an organization to ensure that the choices made are desirable and positively impact the venture's performance. Managers must also design a feedback loop meant to review and learn from the situations that have affected the business at various points.
"Okay, so while technically disabling the car does stop from crashing.”
It’s suggests that while trying to review the AIs and improve them to benefit people today, addressing the technical issues will not stop it from causing harm to its users. There are numerous cases in which AIs have done inconvenient things since their data had confus-ing material. Thus, there is a need to carefully regulate the AI systems' development to en-sure that no single corrupt data is used. This makes it continue hurting people rather than better their lives.
"Another strategy for fixing class imbalance is to somehow change the data so that there are roughly equal numbers of training examples in every category.”
In my view, the quote calls for proper management of the data used in AI systems development. However, more research needs to be done to ensure that only quality and gen-uine data is used to develop these systems to ensure proper functioning.
"A self-driving car that freaked out when it went over a bridge for the first time is an example of overfitting.”
This part emphasizes the importance of training data in AI development and per-formance. If the data is corrupt or insufficient, then the problem of overfitting could be en-countered as described above. Based on the training information, the vehicle felt that all the roads had grass on either side and when it encountered the bridge with no grass, it did not know the best measure to take. Thus, further studies need to be done to ensure that high-quality data are used to develop AI systems to limit the harm they can cause in society.
“Whoever battles with monsters had better see that it does not turn him into a mon-ster. If you gaze too long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back at you.”
I think Oates uses this quote to try and warn us about constant thoughts of failure. When we keep pondering on whether we will fail or lose, it is inevitable that we will lose our focus and eventually fail. Rather than thinking and worrying about failure, one should focus on doing everything to succeed. This may also apply to success. When you keep tell-ing yourself you are a winner; you will become one.
“Nothing gets easier with the passage of time, not even the passage of time.”
Indeed, the process does not become easier with time. In my opinion, it’s the person going through the process that adapts and becomes stronger as time passes. As time passes, one learns from previous mistakes and does not repeat the same error. In the end, time makes us stronger, and success is inevitable.
“One is born not to suffer but to negotiate with suffering, to choose or invent forms to accommodate it.”
Suffering is unpreventable in life, and only the strongest thrive. In human nature, when faced with a problem, you do not leave it unsolved; suffering only makes you stronger and efficient. When we work through tough times, it prepares us for future battles.
"We are now in transition from an object-oriented to a systems-oriented culture. Here change emanates, not from things, but from the way things are done.”
This sentiment is designed to enlighten people on the importance of systems-based culture and change. Therefore, system-based design leverages institution-wide thinking to help capture the complexity of various systems addressed within design practice. The goal of system-oriented culture and design is to help designers understand that change is based on their practices and not objects as it was in the past. Thus, they need to engage massively in decision-making and policy formulation to ensure the desired outcomes are achieved.
"A graphic designer is someone who communicates a piece of content in shape and color. This work can take many forms, but up until recently, it mainly consisted of printed products in the form of posters, business cards, book covers, etc.”
This sentence provided as a response to a graphic designer's role, and from it, I have learned that architects share their information using shapes and color. Thus, a designer's work is to communicate different information through posters, book covers, and other me-diums. Besides, they are tasked with using their hands or the available computer software to communicate their ideas.
"Even in web design where the page metaphor is still prevalent, it seems limiting to define the design to just the styles of the page”
It is focused on further reviewing and determining the best way to define the design. It is not merely limited to the styles and shapes used in developing the page but the design-er's primary message. Therefore, this is a call for designers to focus on their work's physical aspects and ensure that they offer quality content to users.
“Petri dishes are also called cell-culture dishes.”
Petri dishes are called cell culture dishes due to the control and retention of the originality of the bacteria they are made for. The prevention of eternal influence and organization means that the dish regulates the behaviors and contacts other different cultured organisms hence retaining originality.
“Under these conditions, contamination from airborne germs rarely occurs.”
The condition is referred to include the covering of the dish, which was initially being used to study bacteria. The petri dish covering ensured less contamination from the airborne germ; hence, the bacteria retained their originality features, forms, and traits. This meant that the said modification greatly reduced the contamination.
“A minor modification of the plating technique of Koch.”
The modification of Koch techniques involved the covering of the dish with a glass lid when experimenting. This means it improved the previously existing practice of having the bacte-ria and organisms on an open plate. This covering up is what aided Petri dishes that were covered in a bid to reduce airborne organism contamination of the specimens. The covering plate technique gave birth to the now-used Petri dishes in specimen testing and examina-tion.
“You can change a company that’s afraid of change, you can change a company that finds change uncomfortable, but you cannot change a company that does not want change.”
Change must come from within an individual, and for a person to accept change, he/she must want it. If a person is uncomfortable with change, they can be easily convinced by being given the positive impacts the change will bring. Still, if a person does not entirely want change, it is impossible to convince change. I think people who reject change do not want to leave their comfort zone and may feel that they have lost control over their territo-ries and are afraid to take risks. But change is good and brings in a new and fresh perspec-tive.
“Ten years ago, before the iPad and iPhone were mainstream, the average person had an attention span of about twelve seconds. Now research suggests that there’s been a drop from twelve to eight seconds…shorter than the attention of the average goldfish, which is nine seconds.”
In this age, people have become slaves to phones and other gadgets. An average per-son cannot go for a few minutes without checking their phones. Essential activities that need full attention suffer because of this divided attention. It is funny how a mere goldfish can concentrate more than a human. This shows how these modern electronic gadgets have had negative impacts on our function ability.
“Social media has been described as more addictive than alcohol and cigarettes and is now so entrenched in the lives of young people that it is no longer possible to ignore it when talking about young people’s mental health.”
I feel that social media is more addictive than drugs because I also spend so much time on social media; while I could have been doing something more fruitful, I waste it all browsing the net. Social media is a medium for peer pressure; you may feel inadequate or inferior to the people you see on social media, which may increase the risk of depression and affect your mental health.
Brainstorming on possible individual events to be connected through IFTTT and other API.
Redefine the workflow , try different possibilities .
Final delivery the work , including the video demo.
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Unity workshop
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This is a collection of examples of how to use the HpBandster Module.
Example 1 - Local and Sequential
Example 2 - Local and Parallel (using threads)
Example 3 - Local and Parallel (using processes)
Example 4 - on the cluster
Example 5 - MNIST
Example 6 - Analysis of a Run
Example 7 - Interactive Exploration of the Results
Example 8 - Warmstarting for MNIST
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More documentation about each specific component can be found here.
Current version: Angular 2.0 alpha 47


Datasets¶
Image Datasets¶
Image datasets are predominantly included as examples for the predictive coding algorithms under the ‘datasets’ module. Whereas their main purpose is being incorporated by the respective algorithms, ‘predicode’ allows for some functionality in exploring the datasets on their own. In particular, a number of images may be visualized using the pictures method (see Cifar-10 below).
Cifar-10¶
Cifar-10 serves as a simple example dataset for basic predictive coding algorithms demonstrating static extraclassical effects.
For now, only the training dataset can be read in using the class Cifar10
[2]:
import predicode as pc
cifar = pc.Cifar10()
This dataset may be explored by looking at the pictures along with their labels. This is possible in black-white and color.
[3]:
cifar.pictures(subset = range(25), mode = 'bw')
[3]:
<ggplot: (-9223363265846236202)>
[4]:
cifar.pictures(subset = range(25), mode = 'color')
[4]:
<ggplot: (-9223363265900130823)>
This builds upon the underlying data frame that contains the RGB values for the color and the black-white pictures:
[5]:
cifar.dataframe(subset = range(25)).head()
[5]:
| image_id | x | y | r | g | b | bw | rgb | rgb_bw | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 59 | 62 | 63 | 61.333333 | #3b3e3f | #3d3d3d |
| 1 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 43 | 46 | 45 | 44.666667 | #2b2e2d | #2c2c2c |
| 2 | 0 | 2 | 0 | 50 | 48 | 43 | 47.000000 | #32302b | #2f2f2f |
| 3 | 0 | 3 | 0 | 68 | 54 | 42 | 54.666667 | #44362a | #363636 |
| 4 | 0 | 4 | 0 | 98 | 73 | 52 | 74.333333 | #624934 | #4a4a4a |


Overview¶
Cloudnet processing produces vertical profiles of cloud properties from ground-based remote sensing measurements. Cloud radar, optical lidar, microwave radiometer and thermodynamical (model or radiosonde) data are combined to accurately characterize clouds up to 15 km with high temporal and vertical resolution.
The measurement and model data are brought into common grid and classified as ice, liquid, aerosol, insects, and so on. Then, geophysical products such as ice water content can be retrieved in further processing steps. A more detailed description can be found in Illingworth 2007 and references in it.
Important
CloudnetPy is a refactored fork of the currently operational (Matlab) processing code. CloudnetPy features several revised methods and bug fixes, open source codebase, netCDF4 file format and extensive documentation.
Cloudnet processing scheme is eventually going to be part of the ACTRIS research infrastructure which is moving into implementation phase in 2019. Operational Cloudnet processing will have CloudnetPy in its core but additionally include a calibration database and comprehensive quality control / assurance procedures:
See also:
- Cloudnet home: http://devcloudnet.fmi.fi/
- CloudnetPy source: https://github.com/tukiains/cloudnetpy
- ACTRIS home: http://actris.eu/
- ACTRIS data portal: http://actris.nilu.no/


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The problem(s)
- Passport's post creation interface
- Repeat efforts to post to multiple channels
- Template customization per client
Planning Out the Solution
- Deciding to go custom and abstract
- Publication -> Newsletters -> Stories -> Media
High Level Feature Set
- Multi-user real time editing
- Real time previews across channels
- Simple robust wysiwyg
- Image cropping
- Bulk image upload
- Pretty paste from Microsoft Word
- CDN integration for fast media retrieveal
- Configurable image crop properties per publication
- Custom templates per channel per publication
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- Sortable stories per channel
- Drag and drop to sort anything!
- Single Page Application (SPA)
- Responsive
Why we should consider socket based CRUD
- Changes the way we design interfaces
- Practical for a variety of implementations
- Real time dashboards
- Collaborative documents
- Portion of a game experience
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2016-09-23 (postponed from 16th): General Discussion¶
Time: 14:00 UTC (Doodle poll for time preferences: )http://doodle.com/poll/qeubq3sn6rk66hz5)
Hangout link: https://hangouts.google.com/call/v5olhwzpfzgzpoq5i3wthjpqpie
Attendees
Jonathan, Phil, John, Filipe, Eric, Sylvain
Apologies
Michael (re 16th): wife’s water broke. Probably not going to make this one.
Standing Items
How many repos? ~1200
How many contributors? ~230
Notes
Recipe license to include in feedstock?
* Where to include? In recipe? Should not be license for the package but rather for the **recipe.**
Not many
Deal with on-case-by case basis as extra commit on feedstock.
Moving to conda build 2.0 requires rebuilding ~35 packages.
* Rebuilding should be done before moving all feedstocks to new version
Not backwards incompatible. Mixing short and long prefix will results in short prefixes.
Filipe has done this with his own build system, maybe some issues on Windows.
This is the issue our Windows tech is seeing conda/conda build#1383
Conclusion: start rebuilding packages that use short binary prefix, then flip switch on all recipes.
Phil will be in Oz for next 6 months (Melbourne: UTC +10)
Next meeting schedule with doodle
Sylvain – mixing VC runtimes
* Recommend that these be placed in a different channel
Python 2.7 with VC 14/2015 should be considered a new version.
Proposal is to build extensions with VC 14 not Python itself
CFEP – with types of errors we can see
conda-smithy release – Maybe Monday?
Do not know why rerendering is happening slowly
* Rerendering happens on Heroku, max 5 PR but can up limit
CFEP – if you have not looked at them CFEP 01 do so soon:
* [conda forge/conda forge enhancement proposals#1](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge-enhancement-proposals/pull/1)
Can CFEPs change after the fact
What is consensus? BDFL, vote, vetos (like NumPy?), other?
* majority of core member -- at meetings
Formal Government document, which includes how consensus is reached. – or should this be seperate
Start repo with
Have a look at
* [conda forge/conda forge enhancement proposals#3](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge-enhancement-proposals/pull/3)
Labels for Python 3.6 – Jonathan will add comment
Offer ability to build against Python 3.6?
Agenda
Recipe licenses, see conda forge/conda smithy#230 and conda forge/conda smithy#229
Moving to conda build 2.0
Meeting time roadblock Oct-May ;)
Next meeting: 2016-09-30 @ 14:00 UTC
CUDA/cuDNN update – delay until Michael is back
Dev releases: Where do they happen? conda forge/conda forge enhancement proposals#3
Binary data in recipes
conda-forge installer (our own Miniconda)
* Name? - [conda forge/conda forge anvil#1](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge-anvil/issues/1)
Included channels? - conda forge/conda forge anvil#5
Included packages? - conda forge/conda forge anvil#8
Versioning? - conda forge/conda forge anvil#9
Smoothly handling CI registration failures during conversion - conda forge/staged recipes#1466
Handling broken packages
* Whether to delete or not * Relabeling instead - [conda forge/conda forge.github.io#181](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge.github.io/issues/181) * Deletion controversy - [conda forge/conda forge.github.io#220](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge.github.io/issues/220) * Retention Policy CFEP? - [conda forge/conda forge.github.io#220](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge.github.io/issues/220)#issuecomment-245478336 * Hot fixing - [conda forge/conda forge.github.io#170](https://github.com/conda-forge/conda-forge.github.io/pull/170)
Mention conda forge upload service idea
Build infrastructure status - conda/build_infrastructure#1
Team update web service - conda forge/conda forge webservices#63
Windows BLAS Solutions
Modern C++ , MSVC and Python < 3.5