The latest Timmy story simply isn’t working out. Luckily, I have NEVER RETURN already well close to finished.
Grimoire House
“So it is both a ghost, and not a ghost, Sun?” Gallagher yipped a chuckle. “That sounds like a clever trick. I wonder if it has written it down.”
This time he was visiting me; I trusted Gallagher’s wards, but I trusted mine more. “Up close, it was rather less ‘clever,’ and more ‘starkly dangerous.’ Ghosts are one thing. Spirits are another. Things that can pick and choose which they want to be are damnably alarming.” I poured more tea. “Dare I hope that this sounds familiar, Freeman?”
“Sun, we have had magic for seven hundred years by now. Everything sounds familiar.” Gallagher grew serious. “How much of it makes sense is a different story. Your note said you have the paraphernalia you used to make a focus?”
“I do.” I pointed to the recently-offending items in question. “As you can see, they’re all safely pinned, warded, and grounded, every last page and scrap of them. None of them show any signs of retaining power or an occult connection. But then, they were similarly inert before a ghost used them to try to eat our faces.”