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Got a late start, and headed down to somewhere with a weak gauntlet to try move things through the gauntlet… differently. Slowly and surely, I wedged myself into the mix, and began pulling. It pulled back. I pulled harder. It pushed me back. I tried to wedge myself in there, but I got caught in some of the webs. No good. Only one arm was trapped, so I managed to get it out.

I tried again. Slowly, and carefully, I pressed the two worlds together, before punching a hole. Again, I put myself into the mix, and began pulling the hole wider, and wider. As soon as I did, it started shrinking in other places where I moved my paws from. I need four paws to do this! The Fianna metis might excel at this gift. But, I was struck by an idea: I repeated the process, but when I went to stretch the hole bigger in one place, I wedged a bit of my spirit in the way where I’d moved my paws from. It started to tire me out quickly, but before I let it collapse again, took my paws off it, and it stayed open. I had done it successfully: I had made a bridge between the worlds the spirits could go through. I’m too tired to try and put this all together yet, but from here, it should be straightforward enough. I just need to do both things at the same time - calling the elementals to me, while making a hole for them to fit through. That’s a lot to do at once.

( Running into Viv, talking about Jamethon )

As I was heading back, I smelled something - dead rabbits and Nova. She was heading through the snow over towards my cousin; I ran on over as the two were introducing themselves. Copperhead showed up too, and started unnerving the Kin, so I made her come over and show what she was. Everyone was about as disgusted as I was at seeing her, but now they won’t mistake her for a horned serpent animal-thing, at least. Just… a disgusting Metis. Which is what she is. Copperhead thinks Nova should have kids… if only she knew…

After telling Copperhead to go find Realm Walker, and Nova went inside, I went to get my cousin, as her why she wasn’t talking to the kin. After telling her that Nova had been my girlfriend, Storm of the North asked why she was here. And it got me thinking, wondering why she was… and then my cousin said she might want to still be with me.

I wonder if she wants to...

Crap. That makes a lot of sense. That makes… a ton of sense. I told her that’s not why Nova was here - just to visit - but I couldn’t shake the feeling my cousin was right. What if she was here to be with me again? That meant she wants to… oh god. Oh god, no. When Storm of the North saw I was getting upset, she tried to suggest that Nova wasn’t there for it. No way, I knew. I needed to get out of there, before she tried anything disgusting and wrong. I needed to go.

She’s not going to find me here. No way. I’m not doing anything. Not with her, or Reflection, or Earth Whisperer, or the Mage, or Anyone. No.

The nightmares were… horrible. The nightmares have been bad in general, but they’ve gone from bad to worse. I dreamt I was the black spiral dancer, crucified upside down, and being… defiled. Again and again. My sternum was cracked open as the mage… the Nephandus kept my heart beating. Blood all over my face and…

Ugh. No rest. No rest at all.

( Samantha still doesn't get it. )

I worked through the night, until I fell asleep from exhaustion. There it was again, the Nephandic ritual, being enacted in my head, with me as the centerpiece. The things that bastard did to me in my sleep…

The things he carved in my face…

( Less dark avenues of research )

I headed back to the lake, and slept again. Sleep was… horrible. I dreamed about the third ritual she described. My body, broke across a pyramid shaped rock, my belly cut open as the will worker pulled out loop after loop of intestines… while other things emerged from my split belly…

( Copperhead knows. She knows too much. )

Well, I can deal with it later. Now, what I really need is more ‘rest.'

The more I look at the rune-scape, the more there is to study. So much of this is useless to me… but something about it hints at something… beyond. Beyond what? Beyond beyond? Maddening. How can spirits move through things that aren’t there? I may have got a little obsessed with it, because I worked through most of the night on understanding it. I didn’t get sleep until it was daylight out.

( What the hell is that thing? )

It was submissive, though, which is good. It knows its place. I wonder if it's a male or female? I can't tell with snakes. If it was a wolf, I'd guess Copperhead was female. Grandmother, that thing is an abomination.

Not heading to the scab tonight. Moot tomorrow, and it makes little sense to go to the scab, and then immediately come back. I should work on my parka, but… the drawing is more interesting. Definitely more interesting.