A Road Split in Three
14th of November 2006 A.D.
The library was not that big, by the light of day it could not be more than ten paces across, but the light of day was not allowed to reach far though the heavy emerald curtains to wander along the dark wood shelves.
It might damage the books, Lydia would say apologetically whenever Daniel would complain about studying by the low orange-ish light of the old desk lamp and then she would start asking him if he wanted to to something else. Of late the something else had involved more hand touching, three almost-kisses that had him cursing his lack of courage and on the one side and his lack of sense on the other. But this time he wouldn't get distracted, not after what he heard, not after what happened last night.
Molly and Lydia had been in the middle of some kind of vampire war, vampire power struggle and there had been a thing there that was 'worse than a demon'. What did that even look like, what did that mean? By the end of the explanation he almost wished he hadn't asked.
Ink and paper made poor mediums for describing such things, almost as bad as words, but through the crackling pages of ancient grimoires he started to understand. Faces twisted not with mere pain, faces disfigured not simply with sin of the kind men and Fallen Angels all possessed and which the sacrifice of Christ could lift, but alien horrors, plots from beyond the edge of reason and sanity. It had been a corner-stone of Daniel's understanding of the world up to this point that the Holy Ghost was in the world and even in the Last Days the mercy of God would be upon the world, that good would win out over evil
But these things, they weren't in the Book of Revelations, they weren't in any books he knew of outside these library and yet he could not deny they existed, no more than he could deny the girl pulling the tome away.
"That's enough for tonight."
"Why?" Daniel did not mean to snap, it just slipped out, but with that word is seemed to him he had lost control of his tongue. "Because my fragile human brain is going to shrivel up and die if I read anymore? Because there's no way I can do any good against these things anyway so I might as well ignore them like a child closing his eyes to hide from the monsters? This is dumb and pointless and
dumb." The armchair screeched as he pushed himself out of it. "I think we should just stop, not just for tonight, but.. for good." He was not sure if he just meant reading old books and that scared him. He loved Lydia, or thought this was love anyway, the sweaty-palm breath-catching feeling that still left him light headed and giddy whenever she smiled at him, but he couldn't... couldn't do this anymore.
Daniel Carpenter was not an idiot, he knew just because you were with someone that did not mean you could to everything they could do, witness his parents, but his mother did plenty of things to help out his dad large and small from fixing his armor to balancing the bills. Lydia had looted her armor off a dead valkyrie and she had tax lawyers to balance her budget.
Lydia did not speak for a while, leaving him with the growing fear that she would just.. agree and that would be that, he'd be able to see her around the house when she went crime-fighting with Molly and that would just be shit and he'd probably be a shit about it and veverything would
"Remember how I said you can't do this quickly?" Daniel's girlfriend, no Lydia Rhys, princess of a bleak kingdom ever-lost, said. "That is not actually true, there are faster ways to knowledge, to power, but if you are not paying the price someone, something else has to. That is sacrificial magic."
She meant that. It was like a bucket of cold water dumped on his head. If he just said the word Lydia would unlock the padded case in the study, take out the gleaming brass athame and start killing things until he said stop, until he was sacrificed with whatever gifts had been ripped out of them.
"There are vampires Red and Black court, shapeshifters in town, there's shapeshifters that eat man-flesh..."
It was terrifying, exhilarating, disgusting, flattering and it felt like his stomach had fallen though the floor and decided to walk home. If he had any amount of good sense he would probably follow it. Instead, voice sounding a lot more certain than he felt Daniel Carpenter managed. "I don't want that."
"Three paths twined and three paths parted, wisdom earned, blood taken and glory everlasting lived..." Lydia murmured something under her breath. Before Daniel could ask her what she meant she rushed to one of the bookshelves and pried from it a tome wrapped in crumbling leaf of gold. Flipping to it quickly she came to whichever page she wanted and pressed it flat. Upon that pager there rode a knight all in red, from his clothes to his shield, his caparison and and the pennant atop his lance
"What..." Daniel started, but she was already answering. "This is the third way, the Otherworld, what wizards call the Nevernever, it runs on stories, it
is stories. Invoke a quest the right way for the treasure you seek, be if purity, wealth wisdom or power and a path will open before you that you may walk."
"What's the catch?" Daniel asked, leaning in to read the Latin text. It wasn't the kind he was used to, but after so long along Lydia's books he had gotten the hang of 'Church Latin' even though he was quite sure this wasn't a church-approved book.
"The catch is you could die, you could lose yourself for decades, centuries, forever, you could find the thing you seek and discover it is as ashes in your mouth." Lydia raised a finger to his lips when he was about to speak. "I still think option two is better if you are tired of books, but you would have more luck than most who rode upon that path. People like me and Molly can tip the scales along the way where most others cannot."
The choice of 'keep slogging through books that tell me how insignificant I am' or 'break up with my girlfriend' had just gotten a whole lot more complicated.
OOC: So you know how teenagers are not the most sensible people in the world? Add ancient mystical lore to that. Previous vote still open. Also on the matter of the manuscript I tried to find something that was both meaningful and impressive, but that did not work out so I went with something that looks impressive with non-English text so it would not be distracting.