"I have heard passing through the Fade does not come recommended," he said, rubbing his chin in thought.

"Even if we succeeded in opening a way back, there is no guarantee we would survive a return trip."

He wondered, briefly, how many Rifters may not have made it through. Or if they had, how many had appeared hundreds of miles from the Inquisition, their hands a rose of blinding white agony? How many had appeared before hostile elements?

It was not a pleasant thing to contemplate.