Blackwater Islands gave myself in that misty light

She shook her head, smiling ruefully. You don't know the daedra, Maegi replied. They don't leave you. They hook their claws into you and. . . She clicked her tongue against her teeth, and the sound echoed in the cavernous atmosphere of this place.

They're not nothing, she continued. They're evil. But they're not nothing.

She looked at Bridget, eyes wandering dispassionately down the three-legged form of her companion. Do you believe in gods, Bridget? she asked. Or have you ever?

It wasn't as easy as denying, forgetting. She'd done enough of that to last a lifetime.