It was like a mask that slid on and off, and she did it so easily. Her heart sank. The Dream Width really would just dump her back into this box... she had to find out if there was some way to prevent that from happening.

She'd like Greyhawk or Vel La Moore, maybe.

"I'm sure because the Prime, and the Dream Width, is but a series of doors. But the trick is willpower. You have to be willing to step outside."

She plopped her hat back atop her head and reached out for her.

"You deserve to be free, to grow, to live."