To let people return to their own worlds if they wish.
[That part, at least, she's sure of.]
I want to find another way. But the only one I can find information on is...
[Robin has a vivid memory of Hawtrey as he was just before his final death- a living corpse already, the flesh rotting on his bones, his eyes alight with that same envious green glow that accompanies Jones no matter where he goes. And just after that, finding herself face to face with Jones himself, demanding the shard in her ring. Will that be her inevitable fate if she keeps searching?]
I don't know if other options exist. And I don't know if the feeling that there aren't any are mine, or if they've been put there by something else. I can sometimes feel a book's influence clearly and shunt it aside. But others have been more insidious. I don't catch them until later. But it calls everything into question then, doesn't it?
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[That part, at least, she's sure of.]
I want to find another way. But the only one I can find information on is...
[Robin has a vivid memory of Hawtrey as he was just before his final death- a living corpse already, the flesh rotting on his bones, his eyes alight with that same envious green glow that accompanies Jones no matter where he goes. And just after that, finding herself face to face with Jones himself, demanding the shard in her ring. Will that be her inevitable fate if she keeps searching?]
I don't know if other options exist. And I don't know if the feeling that there aren't any are mine, or if they've been put there by something else. I can sometimes feel a book's influence clearly and shunt it aside. But others have been more insidious. I don't catch them until later. But it calls everything into question then, doesn't it?