[ Are there tits involved? Nice ones? As though reciting from memory: ] As the body rests, the dreaming mind enters the Fade. Non-mages do not retain awareness of this. Events shall seem as though they are real, however strange they become.
[ The dullness of her tone falls away. ]
But you — what, black out? Is that it? It sounds odd.
[ It sounds relaxing. She shakes her head, reaches for the bottle again: ]
To Stroganugg, a finer protector I have not known.
no subject
[ Are there tits involved? Nice ones? As though reciting from memory: ]
As the body rests, the dreaming mind enters the Fade. Non-mages do not retain awareness of this. Events shall seem as though they are real, however strange they become.
[ The dullness of her tone falls away. ]
But you — what, black out? Is that it? It sounds odd.
[ It sounds relaxing. She shakes her head, reaches for the bottle again: ]
To Stroganugg, a finer protector I have not known.