[closed] hello darkness my old friend

[kingsroads]

Who: Strange & Syrlya
Where: their trailer
When: evening of Day 52
What: surprise, Strange is kind of cursed.

Strange makes it a point to get back to their trailer before Syrlya after dinner. It helps that he didn't really eat much to begin with. His mind's swimming with potentials of the mirror, aspects of a spell he's working on, and the faint hope that's growing even stronger that maybe, just maybe this Silver Mirror would be able to break the curse he was under.

So, when Syrlya arrives, Strange is sitting at his desk chair, idly tapping a pencil on the edge of the desk while staring off into space slightly. It's only when the door opens that Strange looks over and blinks back to attention.

"Syrlya," Strange says, with a nod. More and more people know of his curse but a part of Strange still feels intensely awkward talking about it on something like a public radio channel. He'll talk around it, of course, but it's a bit too personal and the story's a bit too long for everybody to know. "I believe I owe you an explanation."

His face plainly says that this isn't going to be much of a happy story.

Comments

[chronosynthesis]

"The Wyld Fae are more independent, to my understanding. And she does not appear to have angered them." He rests his cheek on his hand. "If she has so much control, why can she not call upon allies to help? It sounds as though she had more influence than simply being a friendly figure."

There's definitely a piece to all of this they're missing, but since it doesn't relate directly to the miracles Syrlya isn't thinking too deeply about it. It's just easier to identify the holes when Strange brings up the theory, first.

[kingsroads]

Strange sighs in aggravation as he looks back at the paper. Because true, true. Why haven't they dealt with more Wyld Fae? Why is the Summer Maiden the only fae that seems to actually care about the Ringmaster? There's so many holes here and so many threads that seemingly go nowhere and it's honestly a bit aggravating.

"I wonder if we'll ever know the full story," Strange sighs. He doubts it. But for someone like Strange, not knowing things is downright awful.

[chronosynthesis]

"That depends if you can pry it out of her." Syrlya gestures in the air. "Or be very lucky in this library. Something tells meir it'sa very long story."

Which doesn't mean it doesn't have value, but much of the Scribe's work seems to be in snippets, rather than an organized whole.

[kingsroads]

"And considering that the Ringmaster's secretive at best, I think the library's our best chance." Which again, isn't all that good a chance in the first place.

Strange sighs as he leans back in his chair slightly. "A week or so after I first arrived, some vampires placed a magical sigil on the edges of carnival territory. Obviously this was bad news and obviously this would put us in danger, but the Ringmaster kept it to herself and to her supervisors instead of telling everyone." A fact which, based on Strange's frown, he's not too pleased about. And then, because he has a feeling he knows what the next question will be... "I only know about the sigil because I spied on the meeting. Still, that doesn't exactly inspire confidence in her ability to be open about these things."