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estdeus_innobis2012-02-14 06:50 pm
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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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"Miss Thorn? Ah-- mean, could you--C'n I help you with the finding?" S'th'lawman, an'I dunno what bizness'e'd have wit' Tez. 'e sounds scared too, almost, an'I dunno what reason th'town law'd have t'be scared'a Tez. Well, no reason't wouldn't also lead t'bein' scared'a me. So I don't rightly know what'e's on 'bout.
Luck'ly Samuel jumps in. "Ought to be dead? Can I assume you mean something a bit more than just that he was recently lying prone and bleeding out in the middle of a pyroclasm?"
"Y'can." I says, bit sharp. Nanshe's lookin' worried, an' she turns'er eyes up t'th'sky. Yeah, she gets't, an'I nod when she looks back't me. Tez. What th'bloody hell'd 'e manage? Did'e come back jes' now? Izzis what happened when'e shoved'imself back inta meat? 'r did'e jes' fuck up like'e always duz?