My grandmother told me this story, as her grandmother told her, and her grandmother told her, and as you will one day tell to your own grandchildren. It is a tale of tragedy and romance. A tale of monsters and triumph. It is part folk tale, part prophecy, and part retelling of the truth.
Once upon a time, there was a girl, born with the Witch's Eye. She was brash and short-sighted, but at the same time, kind and quick to accept blame where she had earned it.
One day, this girl met another girl who had been touched by thee Fair Folk, a girl who came from a line descended from the gods themselves.
At first, the witch-girl wounded the fairy girl, hurt her without intending, but, over time, they grew to love each other, and when the witch-girl left to pursue her fortune, the fairy girl went with her.
And thus begins our story.
Eternal Story infinite eclipse 4
You are now Melody Pierce.
You are sitting in the back row of Econ 101. It is your last class of the day. It is also the worst class you have ever taken.
You are so bored. You;re pretty sure the second hand on the clock just went backwards.
> Start doodling. Don't look at the clock. Be very, very determined about not looking at the clock.
You start doodling. You sort of let your mind wander, and don't really pay attention to what you're drawing.
It's been a couple of years, all things considered. Dorothy just got into the school this last semester, and you're planning on moving in with each other next semester. You can't wait. You've missed her in the time it's taken her to graduate.
You've also been worried, that when you take your eyes off her that...thing will come for her again. They're linked, you know they are. And you know that the Princess will, one day, be back for revenge.
The bell breaks you from your reverie. Huh, that was fast. Econ 101 usually isn't over THAT quickly. It's not that merciful.
> Feel justifiably paranoid, but gather our things and go.
You gather up your things. In the process, you look down at the thing you had been doodling.
You appear to have drawn the Quad. That's...a little odd. It's not an incredibly detailed picture, but close enough that you immediately know what it is.
The Quad in your doodle is mostly empty, save for a few groups of crudely drawn people, but they aren't what catches your eye. There's a dark figure standing on what you're fairly certain is the English building, narrow and tall and menacing. Just looking at the picture makes your danger sense prickle.
> After we gather everything, panic.
You drop your notebook in a panic, and let out a sound of alarm.
Everyone has paused leaving briefly to turn and look at you.
She's still living at the dorms, you unless you call her, you might have to wait for someone to let you in. You're pretty sure she's home now, anyway.
Campus is fairly crowded--it's pretty late in the day. A lot of people around your age are up and about. There are some frat guys playing Frisbee,coeds having a picnic, students going from class to class, or just standing on talking.
The Quad is a large, open area, roughly octagonal, with a large, central fountain in the center. In the middle of the fountain is a tall, tarnished, bronze statue of a woman wearing a blindfold, in a robe, with outstretched arms.
You're standing on the west side of the Quad, heading East.
Your Mental Status is Fine Your Physical Status is Fine.
Do you want to call Dorothy first or just show up?