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wrong baby cedric ([personal profile] dissolving) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2024-09-01 09:03 pm (UTC)

"Yeah," Instead of the more accurate (much harder to shout), Not like this, not vast and angry and rooted in sacred ground. "Yeah, 's fine -"

Instead of: I've never seen a hall like that. Or, There's something buried here. A lot's been buried here.

Something stirs the rubble of an archway, light flickering a breeze too gentle for the torrent that rips about them. Planted against Strange, his feet still slip to brace. Cedric's fingers winch about the Doctor's knuckles, a crutch of his own. All the will in the world still wants to tear his hand away. Can't escape the feeling he'd leave the anchor with it.

They aren't the only ones working. Other palms, other voices; figures arrayed in green and gloom. Spirits surge, split, reform. Spells flash. Faces pull. With his chin tipped like a bull Cedric doesn't see them.

But Strange might. One of Mournwatch's own — the girl with the scythe — goes sprawling head over hands. Her skull cracks stone, the bright spirit blade of her staff winking out into a spreading pool of blood. Someone needs to help her. Someone needs to close this rift.

A decision.

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