Herbalists' Cache If I went and hurt my body,

No, no, nonono.

His narrow head shook side to side until he felt an ache in his neck. As if someone had a tight but dull grip on him. Not a fresh pain, something aged and ripened.

Suddenly he halted all movement. Lurched slightly from the unexpected sensation he had caused within himself.

I'm not going anywhere. The words felt odd and poorly placed. Then there was a deep crooning voice in the back of his mind.

Try again, boy.

I meant I don't know where I'd go if I passed.

Better. Still odd, but better.