Sorry for the long wait, I had severe writer's block for this story. :( I'll post the next chapter soon!
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The deep blue glow of darkening twilight settles around the library and its two occupants.
Kitty set the chalk down. She and I stood in opposing pentacles, each with a break in their lines.
Kitty closed her eyes and began to chant. Neither of us moved as she spoke the incantaion, and then I felt the familiar pull of a summmons.
But this wasn't your everyday summons.
The transition was so fluid, it was almost indistinguishable. I could feel my essence being drawn into Kitty's pentacle. Into her mind. Her thoughts flowed all around me, in bright little flame of color, in shapes and touches and sounds and tastes and smells.
She was hurting. She was overjoyed. She was frightened, and desperately telling herself she had no reason to be. Which was almost true.
I flexed Kitty's fingers experimentally. I turned in a circle, and I jumped a couple of times.
"Everything seems to be in working order," I said.
Kitty spoke. "Alright, let me do the walking and the talking, and I'll use your sight and your hearing."
I did my best to sound petulant. "So I just...what, stand here?"
Kitty retorted, "No, I stand here. You do nothing."
"Fine."
Kitty made a cup of tea, pulled the atlas out of her bookbag, an we sat down to wait.