[ Summers mean Gansey pouring himself even further into his quest for Glendower. Summers mean Darlington detaching himself from New Haven and joining in to help out, coming down south to plumb the depths of Henrietta and its strange leyline.
Except. Something seems to have gone wrong. In their latest delve into the woods, the leyline had warped beneath their feet and they've wound up... here. A formless limbo; it reminds Darlington unnervingly of the river, the hazy boundary between the living world and that of the dead. He's only been here once before, calling in some favours from the necromantic society at Yale to talk to a ghost, but so it looks distressingly familiar.
Are they dead?? ]
Well. On the scale of 1-10 in rituals that have ever gone wrong in my life— this ranks rather highly.
slides in with some cross-canon, hopefully that's ok!!
Except. Something seems to have gone wrong. In their latest delve into the woods, the leyline had warped beneath their feet and they've wound up... here. A formless limbo; it reminds Darlington unnervingly of the river, the hazy boundary between the living world and that of the dead. He's only been here once before, calling in some favours from the necromantic society at Yale to talk to a ghost, but so it looks distressingly familiar.
Are they dead?? ]
Well. On the scale of 1-10 in rituals that have ever gone wrong in my life— this ranks rather highly.