‘Possibly I could share my dreams with you? If you touched me with no thought of healing but only of sharing, perhaps?’ ‘No.’ I tried to soften my refusal. ‘When we link, Fool, what happens has nothing to do with my intent. Something that feels inevitable begins to happen. Like the current of a river sweeping us along.’ ‘Like the Skill-river you speak of, like a current of magic?’ ‘No. It’s different.’ ‘Then what is it?’ I sighed. ‘How can I explain something that I don’t understand myself?’ ‘Hmph. When I say something like that, you get angry at me.’ I brought us back to the subject. ‘You
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