While it is not my nature to feel at peace, I am glad for where I have arrived as of late.
But it is strange how now I have loosed my will, I dream more of San. Last night I dreamt he lay in a pool of water on ice, and begged me to thrust into him through the bond. Then Telein stepped between us and I was unsure whether she had created this image to make me strike, or whether it would aid. But then Lohr’s dragon landed, and the warrior queen’s, and the ice on which we were standing shuddered. And then I woke.