If he could discover his whereabouts, he might also recall the true facts. This shore was not the same, so plainly something had befallen him-perhaps he had been drugged by slavers, then later abandoned when they found him not what they expected… But, no, the explanation would not do. But he could not clear his head entirely of the impression left by that dream. And he dreamed that he had dreamed of the Dark Ship and Tanelorn and Agak and Gagak while he lay exhausted upon a beach somewhere beyond the borders of Pikarayd and when he woke up he was smiling sardonically, congratulating himself for the possession of a grandiose imagination. He dreamed that he was not only Elric of Melniboné but that he was other men, too-men who were pledged to some numinous cause which even they could not describe. He dreamed not merely of the end of his world but of the end of an entire cycle in the history of the cosmos.
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