“Then how is it done?” “By magic, I suppose. How else?” “That is a foolish and flippant answer,” he said… — Matt Hughes

When the Wheel turns, much that is impossible in the old phase becomes commonplace in the new.

“Could Rievor be hiding himself behind some magical cloak?” I asked my other self.

“No,” he said. “I believe he is exercising that most potent form of invisibility: the one called, ‘not being present at all.’”

“I have a plan.”

“What kind of plan?”

“A daring and bold one,” he said.

“Is that wise?”

“It has to be that kind of plan. It’s that kind of cosmos.”