@OfTruthAndWar “The Tower of Fate. I can provide you with a quick route home as soon as you feel ready to leave. Would you like some refreshment?”
That reminded Fate.
“You had a visitor. @SAVAGEHAWKMAN.”
@OfTruthAndWar “You have slept for almost a week, Diana.” Fate continued to observe as he spoke. “Your dreams have indeed been dark of late, which is not a surprise considering the exposure. Are you able to sit up?”
@SAVAGEHAWKMAN@OfTruthAndWar Fate glanced at the table and slowly turned back to Diana.
"I called you here as I understand there was a man once who could travel back to Diana's land. He was welcome there. Perhaps her own House of Healing is the best place for her. I can try and help here, but it is a -
@SAVAGEHAWKMAN@OfTruthAndWar "I can provide you with any sustenance you require, you know that. It is unfortunate what happened to Diana, and I do feel some responsibility."
Fate stood within the doorway of the small cabin. It was a small one-story house. Two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a large parlor. Long since they had seen any use, and whilst webs clung upon every surface, everything in the cabin was orderly.
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek - turned the Amazon over. Her eyes were wide open, glazed, her mouth gently parted.
She had seen... Fate bowed his head.
He lifted her in his arms and looked upward as he phased through the floor and then the roof of the old cabin.
As he flew away with the Amazon, the birds -
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek Fate's arms spread, head thrown back as he seemingly shouted aloud a curse. The entire cellar groaned, creaked, the structure seemed to cry out as the stone floor tore apart, fire and burning steam emitting upwards as in response, an earthquake rocked the area with the -
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek Fate had to trust in the Amazon's prowess, her abilities.
Fate had to focus on the spell, the words, the intonation and correct pitch and tone, the meaning, as he prepared to rip the earth from here to beyond the depths of Hades!
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek "Diana!" Fate shouted over the roaring wind. "Once my spell is complete, you are not to look down the chasm which will form before you! There are sights not meant to be seen, and you do not want to look down into the depths of which I am sending this evil! Heed my words!"
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek "Prepare thyself, Diana, daughter of Hippolyta, for it knows... It knows we are here!"
Fate hovered upwards, drifting backwards.
"This evil may strike with claws or try to crash into its victim. You must prepare the golden lariat!"
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek - hard-packed limestone floor in the corner, beneath the layers of bone dust.
An arcane symbol was there, etched into the stone floor.
@OfTruthAndWar @FoeForTheWeek - in the corner, gathering speed and heft as more of the bone dust joined the spinning, funnel-shaped cloud. Fate's right arm swept to the right, an action that sent the small tornado aside, scattering and dashing the dust across the rest of the cellar floor.
He had reveled a -
@OfTruthAndWar - observed the shelves lining the cellar walls, congested with junk. Noting a moldy old box, he held out his hand and the box drifted towards him. The box opened and reveled that within it contained old photographs, drawings, and journals. Fate set this aside.
Fate glanced -