Where Wild Things Roam のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Darby    There’s this twilight period between sleep and waking, where untethered consciousness warps into the illusionary and hallucinatory thoughts and impressions of dream. The fragmented evolving mindscape of bizarre sounds, abstract landscape, and ephemeral ideas that’s the knife’s edge of lucidity and oblivion. In this place, our meandering cognitive perceptions, odd and out-of-context when dismantled upon waking, seem completely unremarkable and entirely reasonable.It’s in one of these hypnagogic intrusions into the veiled plane between life and death, while my brain steadily reassembles the strictures with which I interpret the world, that a perfect symphony of low level fragrances—petrichor tinged with moss and vetiver’s fresh, intensely green woodsy-ness—flashes, like a sputtering burst at the

Ian“Thank you all for coming.”Though each of these individuals seated around the scythe-shaped table in the second story conference room has already committed to assist Candlewood in the war to take out Cordelion, with the actual attack looming like gathering storm clouds on the horizon, I’m all the more grateful to have them here.“Now, don’cha go gettin’ sentimental on us, Big Black Wolf,” Big Easy chides with a hearty laugh through a wicked smile that makes the skull tattoo on his face seem to come alive. He lays a hand on Vermillion’s on one side and Tarot’s on the other. “We come like we always do. Lookin’ forward to a good party.”Beside him, Vermillion’s lips curl in a sinister smile, the pointed tip of her tongue running over her elongated wolf teeth, but

SeanThe lakeshore forest around Cordelion’s compound is a devastated wasteland. Between Lili’s unextinguishable fire and a couple stray lightning strikes from Anna during the mopping up, the lake house was leveled down to the foundations. Black ash is all that remains of the vampires, both those trapped inside and the ones who managed to port. It drifts in black smudges on the icy wind and on the surface of the water.All told, we wiped out a conservative three to four thousand of Cordelion’s coven overnight, suffering only thirty injuries, and with some quick first aid by Mattie’s witches, the poisoned arrows were removed from those who were hit.The only missing were is Ian.We’ve pulled together the best trackers from every pack and all but the wounded are combing every square inch of this place from the ground into the catacombs and even the lake. Mattie and her coven sister, Olivia, assure me no one got through the warding they put up at Ian’s behest, and the last weres to see hi

CarsonIf I thought it sucked clawing and dragging my blackened flesh out of the scraping clinging earth, I was sorely mistaken.Compared to the blinding screaming pain of crumpling every severely damaged nerve against every inch of edgy crisped flesh into the smallest iota of space, then twisting and squeezing it through a port, crawling over frozen coarse loam and grit to lay in the snow was child’s play.When I come to, I have no clue how long I’ve been draped like a wet towel over the back of a Queen Anne wingback chair in the downstairs parlor. Just that the scratchy cotton-polyester upholstery I spent a small fortune for during the renovations here feels like I’m lying on ground glass.Ahhh, home.The scent of garden violas drifts on the mercifully warm moist air and from somewhere in the distance, the

JackAn anxious looking Dr. Myers is waiting outside Darby’s door when Sean and I arrive.“Good morning, Dr. Myers.”“Good morning, triumvirs.” She glances, nodding, to each of us in turn. “I assume you’re here to talk to the Luna as you’d previously mentioned.”“If we can.” There’s a faint hint of concern in Sean’s voice. “Is there something wrong?”“Not really, no.” Dr. Myers inhales deeply, then continues slowly. “The hospital’s staff psychologist has been in this morning already. It’s only been a few days and based on the Luna’s responses this morning, I don’t think we’re at therapeutic dose on the antidepressant yet. If you’re going to talk to her, I would ask that you do so gent