‘Mist. A tower in the mist. This is the Tower of Swallows… On a lake, which is covered in ice.’
‘What else do you see?’
‘Mist.’
‘What do you feel?’
‘Pain…’
Regis did not have time to ask the next question. The girl shook her head and screamed wildly.
When she raised her eyes there was indeed nothing in them but mist.
Zoltan, Geralt remembered, still running his fingers over the blade covered in runes, after this event acquired a new respect for Regis, he abandoned the familiar tone with which he used to address the surgeon. Under the request of Regis, they did not say a word about the strange event to the rest. The Witcher was not greatly affected by the event. He had seen similar trances and sometimes it was said that the talk of the hypnotized was not prophetic, but a simpl
