Black Shield

More and more of the afflicted began talking in the voice that Rasmodel recognised: the voice from his recurring dreams. They were a chorus, moved from the land of dreams to his waking nightmare. Doubt burned in him. Was this epidemic his fault? Was it here for him?

He couldn't hide his relationship to the epidemic anymore. When he walked past the afflicted, they would move from incoherent to coherent. They would sit up and speak to him. The message was the same: "submit to the Dreaming Stone". There were variations on that theme: use the Dreaming Stone; spread its energy; offer your mind to it.