I think I've begun dreaming. I don't seem to be able to control the images or narrative of my trance, at any rate. Lady Baylor has suggested that I write them down ( Read more... )

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It is slightly astonishing how easily we fall back into our roles from before the Breaking. Linli, entirely unbidden, has re-assumed her position as my spymaster. This is probably as much because she is bored and has nothing else to do as out of a sense of duty, but I won't count my blessings. She could've chosen much worse ( Read more... )

A restlessness has been growing inside me. Sometimes, late at night, I feel as though I could converse with it. The ability to walk from one side of the room to the other has not been much of a release. I finally managed to convince my medical jailer, Lady Salia, to allow me to see some of the reports that are arriving ( Read more... )

It is now five days since the Second Breaking. Two days were wasted in unconsciousness, and two more in torment; immobilized but awake and in full command of my senses and reason. A pair of Yellows held me in place for fear that I'd further injure myself, all the while I saw and heard but was unable to act or speak. Sometime later, I'll have to ( Read more... )