"Any altitude of his body above the wagon-bed of less than a foot did not faze him."
"Churchill crawled in on the wagon-bed and slept, the gripsack still on his back."
"Lanfear standing on the wagon-bed, blazing bright as the sun with saidar, framed by the twisted redstone ter'angreal as she stared down at Rand, a pitiless smile on her lips."