war table: one giant leap.

[propulsion]

WHO: Intrepid heroes
WHAT: Forging a path to the second Crossroads Gate, and then poking it with sticks.
WHEN: Late Drakonis
WHERE: The Crossroads
NOTES: n/a

Comments

[heorte]

A similar thought seems to have occurred to Ellis in the exact same moment Tony speaks.

But Ellis has walked through the Crossroads before, and it has never hissed at them quite this way. (And it has never drummed the Calling up, pounding behind his eyes.) These whispers feel less incidental, more deliberate. Pointed.

His fingers maintain their hold, even though there is not...

"There's nothing there," Ellis says, flat and apprehensive. "There usually is."

Eventually, at least.