Hey friends.
So, the “Silver sonar” is getting closer and more aggressive. The wards here are holding up for now, but they’re old and weak, and they’re going to fail soon. So we need to move. We’ll wait until the Day of Change to try and use the narrative goodwill of that day. It’ll take us several weeks to get to the new/old sanctuary. A month or more if we want to stay safe and under their radar. It’s going to be an immense undertaking to stay safe, and we’re going to be completely exposed while we’re traveling.
Yuri, Alison, and I were having a brainstorming/panicking session in the church ruins last night (the sky was full of stars, and the ceiling of the old church gave in a couple centuries ago) and after a few glasses of honey wine Yuri had an idea that might help us escape and may also explain the herald’s vision about the elemental icons. In case I didn’t mention it, the herald saw people wearing the symbols and also putting them places that were resonant to the individual icons. So, bearing the light/house of exploration icon in a place representing exploration, like a dock, or public transportation, or maybe even a library?
Yuri reasons that the icons are the distillation of each element and house of the magimystic self, and because of that, they hold intrinsic power that she can feel. Her idea… What if we coordinated, the sanctuary and the mountaineers, so that when we leave on the Day of Change, you all begin leaving or bearing the icons all over the world? What if by wearing or leaving the icons in places that had “narrative magimystic synergy” (Ali’s smarter-than-me words, not mine) you could create pockets of resonating energy that might disrupt and/or disable the Silver’s “sonar” and give us a chance to relocate, effectively hiding us while we move?
Port was eavesdropping, which we’ve come to expect at this point, and suggested bearing one icon per week, which would give us time to reach the second sanctuary and ensure the old wards are still working.
I know this doesn’t leave you a lot of time to plan. Us either. But time isn’t something any of us can count on at this point. I just have to hope that when it runs out on the Book of Kings, we find a better age beyond it.
I’m trying to keep hopes up, given everything that’s happening, including the failing health of the herald. It might be a matter of days or hours, but in my heart, I feel she’ll be gone before we leave. I feel guilty for saying this, it might make it easier to escape. But if we make it to the new place, I don’t know what we’ll be rebuilding without her.