Finding courage from some unknown place, he decided it was time to stop running. “As a priest, you have . . . what folk call the gift.” Imharr tensed and sat up straighter. Osfrid nodded and smiled at Dayraven. “Yes. But I think you don’t need me to tell you that.” “Then you . . . sense it in me as well.” The priest laughed. “The same way a man senses the sun when it’s daytime. As soon as I walked in, I felt it all around you. I don’t know how you can contain it all. Never have I felt the presence of the gift with so much strength. I confess, that’s the real reason I came here to join you.”
