I will live longer than most men, this I know. Sometimes in my dreams I see an old man, and I know with the certainty of the dreaming that it’s me, even though the vision is never the same. Sometimes I see the face of a vile, broken man. Sometimes a cripple. Or a haggard beast. And sometimes a powerful wizard, a man with mastery of both Dim and Shine and so much age in his eyes. No matter what I see; always, they terrify me.
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