theseatheseatheopensea: Illustration of the Sir Patrick Spens ballad, from A Book of Old English Ballads, by George Wharton Edwards. (Sir Patrick Spens.)
theseatheseatheopensea ([personal profile] theseatheseatheopensea) wrote in [community profile] rainbowfic 2024-04-06 09:24 pm (UTC)

Sitting there with the card in hand, she was suddenly also somewhere else entirely. Tam was with her. They were struggling up a steep, rocky incline. It might be somewhere in Central—there was a red and grey tint to the stones that couldn't be anywhere in the Eister Ranges. They stopped in front of great steel gate. It was decorated with vine-like swirls of painted metal embedded with chips of starstone. Somewhere beyond it, the shadow of a great house loomed over them. Viyony caught sight of a stone distance marker, lopsided and half buried in the grass beside the high wall, and crouched down to examine it. NLN 1—LKS 5, it read. That was code for two different towns or cities, but she didn't know which ones.

I really liked this! Blasted cards, triggering all sorts of images and visions and timeskips! ;)

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