Of course, and Myr's got to nod at the wisdom of that. His response is a little chagrined: "Right. So there wouldn't be any sorting out whether it's demons or stress causing them to worsen." ...Though now that he thinks of it, why'd he even assume a rifter mage would dream in the first place, if wherever Sarkan's from hasn't got a Fade to begin with? He lapses silent to think about that for half a minute--then gives himself an abrupt shake to clear the maundering.
"Not so much of an excessive preoccupation, for a mage--the Fade's the realm of dreams and the wellspring of magic alike." Most forms of magic, anyway. It didn't bear to talk about the kind that didn't draw on the Fade where anyone might hear and suspect. "We pay the price for the gift of it in the attentions of demons when we sleep. I--imagine it doesn't work that way, where you're from."
There's a note of awe and a little jealousy behind those words. What would that be like? How much easier would it be, to fall asleep every night without the fear of possession?
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"Not so much of an excessive preoccupation, for a mage--the Fade's the realm of dreams and the wellspring of magic alike." Most forms of magic, anyway. It didn't bear to talk about the kind that didn't draw on the Fade where anyone might hear and suspect. "We pay the price for the gift of it in the attentions of demons when we sleep. I--imagine it doesn't work that way, where you're from."
There's a note of awe and a little jealousy behind those words. What would that be like? How much easier would it be, to fall asleep every night without the fear of possession?