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There were more coming in through the window.

Light the candles. A toneless drone, through a mouth that barely moved. Gwen. Please ...

Brothers of fire, she croaked, the voice barely clearing her larynx. We need you. Please come to our side.

Brothers of fire, she croaked, the voice barely clearing her larynx. We need you. Please come to our side.

Sky-people, she said, addressing the east and forcing her voice to be strong. It was just a slight turn of the head, but the monster tuned into it instantly. She fought down a shudder, cleared dry phlegm from her throat. I welcome you into our circle of light.

And acted it out.

Cast the circle now.

... and suddenly she could feel Them: there with her, a presence and quasi-electrical charge that stood all her short hairs on end, plucked her flesh into goose bumps, sucked the air from her chest. Her spine felt liquid hot and burning with violent primal coursing power, the power of Goddess Herself, the power that spun the earth on its axis and breathed Spark into all that lived ...

Gwen. Gritting her teeth. Nothing's going to happen ...

WATER S-S-SISTERS she screamed, howling gaze and voice northward. OH EARTH MOTHER PLEASE ...

It was ten feet away now and closing.

Nothing happened. Gwen was frozen in place. Micki dry-swallowed tenor and forced her own hand to snake out slowly for the box of matches.

Cast the circle now.

Gwen was shocked into stasis. Her tears overflowed. Micki took a deep breath.

There were five of them now, feeling in through the hole. They fanned out across the walls ceiling floor. Behind her, Gwen mewled and went fetal in the second Micki spun full around, facing west.

... and suddenly she could feel Them: there with her, a presence and quasi-electrical charge that stood all her short hairs on end, plucked her flesh into goose bumps, sucked the air from her chest. Her spine felt liquid hot and burning with violent primal coursing power, the power of Goddess Herself, the power that spun the earth on its axis and breathed Spark into all that lived ...

... and the vine-thing stopped when it hit the line. Just stopped.

Brothers of fire, she croaked, the voice barely clearing her larynx. We need you. Please come to our side.

Gwen. Gritting her teeth. Nothing's going to happen ...

Gwen was shocked into stasis. Her tears overflowed. Micki took a deep breath.

Oh, no, Micki croaked, her hand freezing in place. The vine probed at the air, like a menacing antenna. When she stopped, it had nothing to go on. It wavered, deaf as well, and then went back to tracing and gouging the wall.

... and suddenly she could feel Them: there with her, a presence and quasi-electrical charge that stood all her short hairs on end, plucked her flesh into goose bumps, sucked the air from her chest. Her spine felt liquid hot and burning with violent primal coursing power, the power of Goddess Herself, the power that spun the earth on its axis and breathed Spark into all that lived ...

The sightless thing that entered the room commandeered her complete attention.

Cast the circle now.

Nothing happened. Gwen was frozen in place. Micki dry-swallowed tenor and forced her own hand to snake out slowly for the box of matches.

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