It was pleasure of the body and of the soul, and for a time he was unified... complete. He could feel the ages, the aeons of life and rebirth and the pure, unhindered magic. Light, dark, sun, moons, sand, green, sky, snow, death, life... and at the core of it, something stirred.

Anguish, change, and so sudden that Cutter leapt from where he was and ran. What he found, at first, was Skywise. He feared, for it had to be, but...

*Fahr?*

She lifted her head; her vacant eyes reflected the nothing that Cutter felt in his heart, "Who?"