[ He takes a breath. This is the first time he's sat down, talked about it, done anything other than the minutiae of surviving. Small tasks that fill one second after the next so he needn't dwell.
Now he's here. It's unravelling a bit.
His frown deepens. He's not yet asked anyone else. ] I haven't told the others. The shadow—he was shaped like a man. A god or not, I can't say. [ He doesn't put stock in the old gods, but he does believe that there are beings on this sphere who have been assigned that title. That it's all too likely they walk amongst men. Lurking, perhaps, on unseen planes. If the veil keeps thinning...
He glances back up. ] I understand why you'd have seen what you did. [ She'd approached the monolith. She was in the Horizon. He'd done neither. ] I wasn't reaching for the Singularity. When I tried before, searching for you, it was silent. It was always that way.
[ But the heralds, this. Perhaps he's not so disconnected from the Singularity as he's liked to believe. Beyond what that could mean for him—what does it mean for Ciri? ]
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Now he's here. It's unravelling a bit.
His frown deepens. He's not yet asked anyone else. ] I haven't told the others. The shadow—he was shaped like a man. A god or not, I can't say. [ He doesn't put stock in the old gods, but he does believe that there are beings on this sphere who have been assigned that title. That it's all too likely they walk amongst men. Lurking, perhaps, on unseen planes. If the veil keeps thinning...
He glances back up. ] I understand why you'd have seen what you did. [ She'd approached the monolith. She was in the Horizon. He'd done neither. ] I wasn't reaching for the Singularity. When I tried before, searching for you, it was silent. It was always that way.
[ But the heralds, this. Perhaps he's not so disconnected from the Singularity as he's liked to believe. Beyond what that could mean for him—what does it mean for Ciri? ]