“So I will tell you:” said the witch. She looked up at the sky. “I am the witch of looking-upon,” she said. “I am the witch of the eyes that see. He tried to fight me by dreaming things, things that he saw with the mind’s eye, imagining that the right dream would beat me. But I didn’t live in the dream that he dreamt. I lived behind the eyes he dreamed with. When he dreamed of an army, I was his dreaming of an army. When he dreamed of a keep, I was his dreaming of a keep. When he dreamed of hiding, I was the dreaming of that hiding … you see?” Valentina frowned at the witch, who looked down
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