Pain

Raoden cursed quietly, interrupting the man. Galladon raised an eyebrow. 'What is it, stile? Get a splinter in the wrong place? There aren't many right places for that, I suppose.' 'It's my toe!' Raoden said, limping across the slippery cobblestones. 'There's something wrong with it-I stubbed it when I fell, but the pain isn't going away.' Galladon shook his head ruefully. 'Welcome to Elantris. sule. You're dead-your body won't repair itself like it should.' 'What?' Raoden flopped to the ground next to Galladon's steps. His toe continued to hurt with a pain as sharp as the moment he stubbed it. 'Every pain, sule,' Galladon whispered. 'Every cut, every nick. every bruise, and every ache-they will stay with you until you go mad from the suffering. As I said, welcome to Elantris.'

Elantris Chapter 1