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In Henrietta, Cabeswater had been a secret thing. It was the secret clubhouse of a few miraculous high school students and the people they chose to invite. It was a thing rarely shared, the crown jewel of their exclusively held secrets.
Not so in Darrow.
Darrow was a strange place, an intersection of so many kinds of power that it would have been less a miracle and more a statistical improbability that Cabeswater remained undiscovered. There were others in Darrow who could walk its ley line and into the forest it held. None of them were held as high in Cabeswater's regard as Ronan and Adam and their circle, so Cabeswater retained its dearest secrets for them, but it was no longer theirs alone.
So when he felt another presence in the forest, he was perturbed but not unsurprised. What did surprise him was that Cabeswater regarded that presence with both fondness and some curiosity, compelling Adam to meet its source.
Not so in Darrow.
Darrow was a strange place, an intersection of so many kinds of power that it would have been less a miracle and more a statistical improbability that Cabeswater remained undiscovered. There were others in Darrow who could walk its ley line and into the forest it held. None of them were held as high in Cabeswater's regard as Ronan and Adam and their circle, so Cabeswater retained its dearest secrets for them, but it was no longer theirs alone.
So when he felt another presence in the forest, he was perturbed but not unsurprised. What did surprise him was that Cabeswater regarded that presence with both fondness and some curiosity, compelling Adam to meet its source.
