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Every time she did it, it was like drowning; the disorientation the swirling images looming out from the dark recesses of the mind or minds. She thinks to herself that she will never understand how shamans such as Mac approach such things with so little trepidation, opening yourself to the power was one thing, but opening your mind to the unfiltered thoughts and memories of another…
The way back was the worst; submerged, struggling upward, desperate to break the surface, she would come to herself collapsed and shaking, beached on the shores of her consciousness, finally able to breathe again.
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