Darkness on the Edge of Town

The personal diary of Margrath, son of Sand, pt 17

I have wandered as in a dream. I have some memory of a tower and games, or contests. Though nothing with any true coherence. There was combat, fighting around me. I hope Ibemo is safe.

The only real (?) coherence was when I was walking The Web. This was, I believe, pushed into my dream by Spider in some attempt to show me His Power or to convince me that it is.

I do not know if this exists as The Pattern or The Logrus do, or just His hope that this will aid in bringing it about. After all, if what I have been told of Shadow is true, The Web does exist like this somewhere.

I was pulled out of my befuddled state by what I now believe was Sand's distress at losing the body of my uncle. Although this now distresses me, I also feel detached from the loss, as though I know some great truth which links to that loss, if only I could remember it.

Of course, this could all have just been a dream.