Morning comes quietly today, with none of the fanfare that last announced a change to the barracks' surroundings. At dawn, the cornfield to the west of the barracks is simply gone - the space it once occupied is now marked only by a perfectly square gap in the trees, grass covered in frost that quickly begins to melt as morning brings a shift from ( Read more... )

There's a magic book in the library. There's been a magic book in the library for a while now, of course, but just now, it's sitting open on the floor, in the middle of a circle made of salt. It's not the most intricate circle in the world, but that's what happens when you only have salt to work with instead of chalk or something actually meant for ( Read more... )

Meredith is stalking from one cabin to the next, sticking her head in through windows or doors or whatever's open, glancing around just long enough to be sure that the person she's looking for is not there, and then hurrying on to the next cabin to check there.

Whether or not anyone's in those cabins at the time... she doesn't really care. She's ( Read more... )

Something has been lurking in the cornfield for the past week, growing and maturing and regrouping. Tonight, at roughly midnight, they venture out of the safety of that familiar place for the first time ( Read more... )

In the early evening, something starts to happen. Most of the inhabitants of the barracks won't notice, but for those who ate the odd green possibly-vegetables from the cornfield... it will be hard to ignore ( Read more... )

There's a book in the library that wasn't there before, sitting on the table where anyone walking through the door can't help but notice it. It's huge, leatherbound, and - perhaps most importantly - it's completely intact, ending included. It carries with it a feeling of overwhelming forboding and, to anyone with psychic abilities, a vague and ( Read more... )

As dawn approaches in the Wood, something rolls across the landscape like a thunderstorm - it comes with a sense of pressure, a soundless roar that shakes trees and earth briefly before moving on. It may wake some of the newcomers to the Wood in their beds; others may notice it only dimly, roll over, and return to sleep. Whatever it is, it doesn't ( Read more... )