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the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes...
Morning of 21st June
It's still raining, though not as heavily as earlier, but I couldn't wait any longer to come out here and see what has happened. I was wakened in the early hours of Sunday by a strange feeling of pressure and brilliant light, but my cell was completely dark. I walked through the abbey, and all was still and shadowed. Anyone else would say I had just had a dream - but I know there is no just to dreams.
In the afternoon, one of the novices came back from gathering in the woods to say that there was the strangest sight: a charred circle, as if lightning had struck and destroyed a neat section of the forest. Something about this oddity set my teeth on edge, and I was resolved to see it; but I had duties at the abbey in the evening, and I would not shirk them.
Today I woke to a downpour, but I have borrowed a raincoat from Sister Dove - she is slighter than me, and so it is a little tight, but it will do - and wrapped up my hair with a scarf to help shield it from the rain, since carrying an umbrella into the woods seems foolish - and I start walking the couple of miles to where Novice Diana said she saw the circle.
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It's still raining, though not as heavily as earlier, but I couldn't wait any longer to come out here and see what has happened. I was wakened in the early hours of Sunday by a strange feeling of pressure and brilliant light, but my cell was completely dark. I walked through the abbey, and all was still and shadowed. Anyone else would say I had just had a dream - but I know there is no just to dreams.
In the afternoon, one of the novices came back from gathering in the woods to say that there was the strangest sight: a charred circle, as if lightning had struck and destroyed a neat section of the forest. Something about this oddity set my teeth on edge, and I was resolved to see it; but I had duties at the abbey in the evening, and I would not shirk them.
Today I woke to a downpour, but I have borrowed a raincoat from Sister Dove - she is slighter than me, and so it is a little tight, but it will do - and wrapped up my hair with a scarf to help shield it from the rain, since carrying an umbrella into the woods seems foolish - and I start walking the couple of miles to where Novice Diana said she saw the circle.
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"Hiya," I say quietly back, "Looks like we're a bit late to the party. You know any of the other guests?"
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"No, just Syl," I answer Chester's question, opening my eyes. "And the tall sheriff," I add, seeing him approach. He gives us a bit of a nod but otherwise doesn't acknowledge us.
My head throbs again, but I try to focus on the group standing in the charred circle. Syl, a man in traveling clothes, two women in somewhat exotic attire, I guess. My eyes lose focus again & I swear I see... something. Just out of focus, as if it's a mirage, or an after-image...
"This place," I turn to Chester, blinking the rain from my eyes. "What do you feel?" He might have a better grasp on it than I, at least. "Definitely more than just fire..." And just for a second, I swear I hear laughter, cruel & wild. I shake my head & it's gone.
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She asks what I feel, blinkin' her eyes an' shakin' her head like she's tryin' to make things come clear or somethin'. I open my mouth an draw the air in.
Traces of Power, fire like the mage said an more...A rush of force unseen but strong and the taste...is one I've felt before. I know who it was. Didn't know she could do this. Damn! Gonna hafta tell Hermia. Valmont too. An' Mab. Mab's gonna hafta know that Alice c'n do this kinda thing.
But not before I tell Hermia, so she c'n talk to Alice before Mab does.
I let the air out slowly pullin' my impressions together. "A human Power. Fire and force. What they used ta call Pyromancy 'n TK. I know who it was. Talked to her once. I think it was an accident. Somethin' scared her an' she defended herself."
I take another breath. There's another signature here, fainter than Alice's, something with darkness. Oh. Him. Probably. If he really is her friend and wasn't the one who scared her. But it's much too faint for him to have done anything to her. Maybe he was just the first to come looking at what she did.
I wonder where Alice is right now and if she's still scared.
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"Aweh," I say gravely, and nod at the spirit in feline form. "Been some time since I've seen a talking cat. You her familiar, my bru?" I say.
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Should I try to fix the damage here? So much power in one spot, it may not be able to repair itself. And that still doesn't explain the darkness & madness. Like it's from different sources. "More than one, perhaps?" The darkness itself seems secondary, but the chaos under it all...
The traveler is talking, quite clear & loud now, about the pattern of the blasts, & it's clear he's a man of some scientific education. Guess I'm kinda impressed, because I'm watching him closely- something about him pulls at me. I hear him mention blood & Syl goes to check-
"Aweh," & I whip my head around. The slender, dark woman. I didn't hear her approach. My head throbs at the sudden movement. This place has me on edge. Plus something about her makes me uneasy, like on the edge of a shiver. I shove my hands in the pocket of my jacket & give her a small nod.
"Been some time since I've seen a talking cat. You her familiar, my bru?" I can't help but snort at that. She knows a thing or two about familiars, then? Think I'll let Chester handle that. There's a sudden tension from the group at the circle now - Syl.
"I gotta find someone who oughta be dead an' kick'm square'n th'balls."
What? Certainly she can't mean- ? My hand grips the dagger in my pocket out of reflex. It can't be...
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I look down at my feet, feelin' a little uncomfortable, "Yeah I know who it was. As for her bein' a danger...I ain't sure. B'fore this, I'd said no. Now...? Now...now I know I gotta talk to her, find out what happened."
I'm real glad when the tall, dark dame comes over to us. She nods to me an' says it' been awhile since she's seen a talking cat an I wonder where 'n when she saw another one. Asks if I'm Silence's familiar which's understandable. I catch the mage's snort at that but she don't say nothin' bout it. Leavin' it up to me I guess. Though her attention is more on Syl an the others. I keep an ear cocked that way but my attention is on the woman in fronta us.
"Yeah, I'm a familiar right enough. M'called Chester." I take couple steps over so's I c'n get a good sniff a her.
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"Do you think whatever happened here was bringing him back?" The shorter woman seems to be aware of who Syl means, & just as worried as she is about it. I knew Tez was more, far more than what he seemed, but to come back from death? True & final death. At least, that's what it was supposed to be, I gathered. Makes my teeth grind.
I suddenly realize that Chester's introduced himself to the strange woman but she has yet to do so. Odd. I look back to her over my shoulder, wondering if I should do so as well. Her smile is so very bright.