‘The Tiste view the Vitr as an enemy,’ said T’riss. ‘It is no such thing. It exists for itself. It is a sea of possibilities, of potential. It holds life in the manner that blood holds life.’ ‘Did it create you?’ Anomander asked. ‘No.’ ‘Yet it grows. It devours land – this indeed poses a threat to Kurald Galain.’ The woman shrugged. ‘The sea does not dream of you.’
