It's-

[The thought can't finish, because the shadow has no idea how to finish it. It has never occurred to him to try to describe it before. The words to describe it might not exist. The thoughts to describe it might not exist. If they do they're locked away, and it would take more than a question - even from the first person he's spoken to in all his memory - to give him a reason to unlock them.]

A place. A very powerful place. One where all the forces which shape our... our existence, they all intersect there. To look into it is to see. To truly see. Worse, to understand. It's that which loses men their minds, I think.

Here... I don't know. In this place it might be just a memory. My memory. I don't know what I might remember. You said you'd never had lessons in the mental magics, didn't you? Damn shame. I could use a few thoughts on that, on what a place like that might symbolize here. Could be important.

[He sighs again, sending the leaves into a brief rattle.]

But what it could do to you even as an echo, even just an impression of itself... How badly do you want to leave here, Firo Prochainezo? How badly do you want the risk?