ASoI - The wisdom of sleep

The wisdom of sleep
'My dreams become more disturbed, the longer I stay here. One of the Bakhshi, the astrologers, the terribly old one, keeps staring at me. Later I dream of his eyes...'

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A cold place
'My recurring dream comes to me every night, now. The mist-ridden, ruined city is familiar, but I take new paths now...

'I dreamed of crossing running water; a black river, oily and soft like ink. I found streets such as I might find at home, and here there must have been people, for I dreamed of windows, outlined in the harsh, unnatural light of this damp place. Rats ambled across my path...

'I walk up to one of the windows, and press my nose to the glass. I am so cold...

'The Khan has begun taking pity on me; I must appear haggard, these days...'

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