The Visit, the Clockwork Sun and the Fey

Sage made us dirty. All the squabble, all the inside Kisjan discussions, all the Sventisko’s explanations and clamor and there she is - smarter than all of us, just shooing us out like hens. So much for getting into the office and stealing for the Eluitholel. They decided to send poor Sven to deal with the fey too. Bunch of shortsided, forthright, lazy… Nevermind. They lack the crucial information, they don’t take risks. They never do. Sventisko is no longer taking risks either, which I can only assume is tied to Mason. She used to be more fiery, but the sparks are someplace else now. Anyway she’s still technically a leader, but we are supposed to ask Sage for advice. And I hope that something good comes out of that…
 
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Fuck. Holy fuck. It’s happening. Is it happening? I *think* it is. I dreamt it. Everybody did. *He* is coming. He is near, I can feel the cold sensation, the hive, the hunger seeping through the dream back to reality.
What is reality?
I had to wake up poor Ohva and help her calm down, she didn’t understand a word of what I was saying. Now thinking back to it, I might have been speaking in a different language. *His* language.
Was that real?
Ren asked me if I’m ok.
Did I imagine that as well? If so - why?
I’m no longer sure if I’m more afraid or more excited. If he is here that might end all our struggle. Hundreds will get freed by the day. Maybe I will manage to leech just a little bit more power, reach a tad deeper into the endless wellspring of the hive?
So many things to do. So little time.
As long as infernals are nulled, nothing really matters.
 
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After quite an eventful so called ‘trauma week’, which took slightly over that, I had time to calm down and prep for midterms. I passed. That’s the most important part. I don’t really have to struggle for the highest grades on the no-good theory, like those Codex nerds.
Nerds… I guess I’m spending slightly more time with Cora recently, she’s been probably as disillusioned with Kisjan as am I, be that for different reasons.
Last night was weird, even by recent standards of the Academy. Like… Fighting with suddenly alive machinery I could understand, it’s somewhat familiar. I can sense the hand of the Prince in it. How he managed to infiltrate this place enough is beyond me, but that’s nothing new. Nothing extraordinary, the infernals have their ways. There were all kinds of contraptions coming for us, either to kill, or to harm, or to apprehend…
Anyway, so I started blasting. Unrelentlessly, with few friends at my side we managed to start cleaning up halls of Tarslemoor House. But then it took a turn from unexpected to bizarre. I have never seen the sun just deciding to just pop up in the sky in the middle of the night, but that’s exactly what happened. And it smote all the machines, relieving them of the temporary consciousness.
How much weirder will this year get?
 
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Damn Boggles. Who and why get those little boggers into the Academy is beyond me, but they spilled the oil everywhere. And I slipped. I slipped hard and my… Well I ended up in the apothecary. I heard it did me good, as I missed the second coming of the Boggle Day. I heard that the fey are appearing more and more at the halls, they pull pranks, boot around like those redcaps we killed back in a day in the undercroft… I wonder if this has anything to do with that faerie from the undercroft that charmed me. They wanted to know my name, but I gave out Ardath. Did it become my name? No… I will never forget the look on that girls’ face when she slipped. It still haunts me, maybe because I just took what’s hers… It will never be truly mine, always an impostor…
Anyway, I heard that Cora and Hilde are starting some new project, something fey related. I heard they have a few ideas, actual real goals and a plan to achieve them. Might be worth looking into it. I don’t really need drama classes anymore, I milked it for all there was and made it my own. I was kinda considering playing some sports, but I don’t think I’m good enough for any of the teams. But this might prove useful, networking never killed anyone and I like the girls running it. And obviously, two months after the big meeting, nothing has been done with Kisjan. No Sage advice, no update on fey talks, nothing. I will just put it on the backburner and let it simmer, while I roll with people that actually want to do something.