Aurelian awoke abruptly, sitting up in his bed. The aged Healer's bedchamber was faintly lit by the Moonlight beaming
through his now open windows. A warm and gentle breeze pushed back the tapestries as he heard a voice from out of
the darkness, "disturbing dreams?" asked the voice. "Who's there? Show yourself!" exclaimed Aurelian as he fumbled for
the unlit candle at his bedside. The Rogue strode gracefully closer to the Moonbeam shining through the window,
enabling Aurelian to see his partially shrouded silhouette." Are you here to kill me?" asked Aurelian in a tone that
conveyed both arrogance and relief. After receiving no response, he continued. "What a coincidence, I just heard a story
of one of your kind, and here you are." "There are no coincidences, Aurelian, only the illusion of coincidence," answered
Minus. After a brief pause, he continued." I have another story, and this one is for you". "It may be hard for you to
imagine, but I once led a relatively normal life. Fields to sow, crops to harvest, animals to tend. Family, people I cared
about. I lost all that". "Lost how?" asked Aurelian. "Is that how you justify your existence?" added Aurelian in a
disapproving tone. Minus answered, "In Wild's end, there are a particular species of fish that have colonized the
freshwater caves along the Delambra. They were lost. They found themselves living in complete darkness, but they did
not perish. Instead, they thrived. They adapted. They lost their pigmentation, their sight. Eventually, even their eyes.
With survival, they became (pause) hideous. (Pause) I've rarely thought about what I once was. But I wonder. If a ray of
light were to make it into the cave, would I be able to see it, to feel it? Would I gravitate to its warmth, and in doing so,
would I become (pause) less hideous?" The room grew silent as Minus slipped back into the shadows. "And to answer
your first question, I killed you ten minutes ago while you slept."