QUOTE : Magrast was like someone’s version of hell; there was opulance and luxury, but a dark, rotten heart to it. So far, Khaster had only glimpsed the other Magrast, but he sensed it was there. The eyes of the whores, both male and female, who haunted the mazelike streets, oozed a knowledge that was not just sexual. Khaster perceived a veiled invitation: I can show things beyond your dreams or nightmares. Come to me, succumb. Learn. Then pay.