First off Mods feel free to move this if its in the wrong place.
Heres a list of all the unfullfilled Prophicies and dreams that i have found.
Where do u think they will fit in in the last two books?
There had been a dream of him walking down into a great hole in a black mountain, a hole filled with a reddish glare as from vast fires below
Mat, placing his own left eye on a balance scale
Rand confronting her, and the women with her, and one of them was a Seanchan
Mat throwing dice with blood streaming down his face, the wide brim of his hat pulled down low so she could not see his wound while Thom Merrilin put his hand into a fire to draw out the small blue stone that now dangled on Moiraine's forehead
Twice, right atop one another, she dreamed of taking [Gawyn] by the shoulders and trying to turn him to face the other way against his will. Once he brushed her hands away roughly; the other time she was somehow stronger than he. The two blended together hazily.
In another, [Gawyn] began swinging a door closed on her, and she knew if that narrowing gap of light vanished, she was dead
...that she [Egwene] would bond him [Gawyn], she knew from interpreting her dreams
Logain, laughing, stepped across something on the ground and mounted a black stone; when she looked down, she thought it was Rand's body he had stepped over, laid out on a funeral bier with his hands crossed at his breast, but when she touched his face, it broke apart like a paper puppet.
A golden hawk stretched out its wing and touched her, and she and the hawk were tied together somehow; all she knew was that the hawk was female.
A man lay dying in a narrow bed, and it was important that he not die, yet outside a funeral pyre was being built, and voices raised songs of joy and sadness
She was struggling up a narrow, rocky path along the face of a towering cliff. Clouds surrounded her, hiding the ground below and the crest above, yet she knew that both were very far away. [...] Abruptly, the ledge dropped away from under her with the crack of crumbling stone, and she caught frantically at the cliff, fingers scrabbling to find a hold. [...] Suddenly a woman appeared, clambering down the sheer side of the cliff out of the clouds, making her way as deftly as if she were walking down stairs. There was a sword strapped to her back. Her face wavered, never settling clearly, but the sword seemed as solid as the stone. The woman reached Egwene's level and held out one hand. "We can reach the top together," she said in a familiar drawling accent.
an eye on a balance scale
three woman standing over a funeral bier with him on it
black rocks wet with blood
trees flowering all around him
A halo of gold and blue, signifying glory to come
either breaking Egwene's neck or kneeling to her
Twice he's going to have to be there, or you [Rand]...." "If he's not, something bad will happen to you." "Very bad." Rand: "Then I'll just have to keep him around." Min: "I don't know that that will be enough, it will happen if he is not there, but nothing I saw said it won't because he is. It will be very bad, Rand."a man in white who will make her fall head over heels
I saw you and another man. I couldn't make out either face, but I knew one was you. You touched, and seemed to merge into one another, and....one of you dies, and one doesn't."
It's Cadsuane. She is going to teach you something, you and the Asha'man. All the Asha'man, I mean. It's something you have to learn, but I don't know what it is, except that none of you will like learning it from her. You aren't going to like it at all."
Aviendha would have Rand's babies too. Four of them at once! Something was odd about that, though. The babies would be healthy, but still something odd
To give up half the light of the world to save the world
"To live, you must die."
The White Tower will be whole again, except for remnants cast out and scorned, whole and stronger than ever. Rand al'Thor will face the Amyrlin Seat and know her anger. The Black Tower will be rent in blood and fire, and sisters will walk its grounds."
he shall bind the nine moons to serve him
His blood on the rocks of Shayol Ghul, washing away the Shadow, sacrifice for man's salvation.