[ Ronan believes in coincidence about as well as Gansey does, which is to say, they don't. Of course the others will be here. It'll be more disturbing if they're not.
He follows his friend's eyes, towards the trees. The forest. Of course, that's what draws the eye. De Chima is not Henrietta, and Virginia is not West Virginia, but it's close. Close enough that the difference from home is palpable to Gansey. ]
It's not here.
[ Cabeswater. He doesn't say the name, doesn't think he needs to say the name. ]
It's still in our world, and this is anything but that. But there has to be a connection. Space crosses here, and time. I met a man from seventeenth-century France. And a magician who feels ley lines, because he's connected to them.
[ Gansey cocks his head, brow raised. There's nothing that will convince him they're not here for a reason. ] Bigger than us.
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He follows his friend's eyes, towards the trees. The forest. Of course, that's what draws the eye. De Chima is not Henrietta, and Virginia is not West Virginia, but it's close. Close enough that the difference from home is palpable to Gansey. ]
It's not here.
[ Cabeswater. He doesn't say the name, doesn't think he needs to say the name. ]
It's still in our world, and this is anything but that. But there has to be a connection. Space crosses here, and time. I met a man from seventeenth-century France. And a magician who feels ley lines, because he's connected to them.
[ Gansey cocks his head, brow raised. There's nothing that will convince him they're not here for a reason. ] Bigger than us.