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Log Post - Doorways
It starts with a spell. Unless you're a part of it, you won't know it's happening. The coven congregates in the crypt of the Old Church, where they cast the spell they've been putting together for months. Magic crackles around the room, and all seems to be working as it should. Then the energy they're summoning expands outwards, rushing through the city both Up and Down.
Doorways open.
Some are at ground level. Some are in the sky, some form in the hallways of apartment buildings. They look, at first, like you might be able to step through, but in truth, they're not like doorways at all. They're more like windows, offering a view into a different place.
It's not any place you know.
Some show off foreign landscapes filled with monstrous creatures. There's something wrong with the colours; they're too bright, or too dull, or maybe there's new colours that you've never seen before at all. Others show the vast, empty expanse of voidspace. They draw your gaze in as if there's something to see, but the nothing is something in itself. The human eye was never meant to see such things. Madness awaits those who look into the windows.
It takes time for the witches to understand what they've done. Some of them may be lost to the madness themselves. Eventually, those that remain manage to break the spell. Duplicity will be left none the worse for the efforts, this time.
Doorways open.
Some are at ground level. Some are in the sky, some form in the hallways of apartment buildings. They look, at first, like you might be able to step through, but in truth, they're not like doorways at all. They're more like windows, offering a view into a different place.
It's not any place you know.
Some show off foreign landscapes filled with monstrous creatures. There's something wrong with the colours; they're too bright, or too dull, or maybe there's new colours that you've never seen before at all. Others show the vast, empty expanse of voidspace. They draw your gaze in as if there's something to see, but the nothing is something in itself. The human eye was never meant to see such things. Madness awaits those who look into the windows.
It takes time for the witches to understand what they've done. Some of them may be lost to the madness themselves. Eventually, those that remain manage to break the spell. Duplicity will be left none the worse for the efforts, this time.