[He remembers the Fade. He doesn't remember being certain at all, but he does remember that crushing sense of what is that the Nightmare tried to impress upon them all. Nothing you did ever mattered....
He clamps firmly down on the thought before it can fully manifest, reaffirming to himself that he will not think of it. The Nightmare is done, gone. He's free of that thing, at least in his waking hours. Actually in his sleeping ones too, here in the Fleet, where the distance from the Fade seems even further. He dreams of nothing - or rather, dreams like non-mages must. No demons whispering in his ears, no real recollection of it when he wakes. It's a comfort on some level.]
Well, it's an unpleasant feeling, and mortals are uncertain about a lot of things. A comforting half-truth that things will work out is easier for most people to hear than being told to just suck it up.
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[He remembers the Fade. He doesn't remember being certain at all, but he does remember that crushing sense of what is that the Nightmare tried to impress upon them all. Nothing you did ever mattered....
He clamps firmly down on the thought before it can fully manifest, reaffirming to himself that he will not think of it. The Nightmare is done, gone. He's free of that thing, at least in his waking hours. Actually in his sleeping ones too, here in the Fleet, where the distance from the Fade seems even further. He dreams of nothing - or rather, dreams like non-mages must. No demons whispering in his ears, no real recollection of it when he wakes. It's a comfort on some level.]
Well, it's an unpleasant feeling, and mortals are uncertain about a lot of things. A comforting half-truth that things will work out is easier for most people to hear than being told to just suck it up.