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The night spent at the "Slumbering Rabbit" was far from pleasant. However, when the nightmare ended, Beloroth wasn't entirely sure that death at the claws of an indescribable monster would have been worse than his current situation. At the very least, it would have been less humiliating. And compared to the memories of past lives, the constant reminder of his irredeemable flaw, this "ordinary" nightmare wasn't so terrible. At least it wasn't followed by a day full of unpleasant and intrusive thoughts – just a general feeling of fatigue, which the demon was already quite accustomed to. — Nothing strange about it," Beloroth replied, as the grumbling Tarion interrupted his thoughts, "you simply don't think about many things. But, returning to your question, I'll answer 'yes' – I do have dreams."
- And do you also have nightmares? - the elf asked, ignoring the other's sarcasm, as he always did. - Although, perhaps your life is already filled with nightmares, so the difference may not be that great. In my case, it's different, and for many others as well; we don't have that many monsters chasing us and trying to kill us.