Day Thirty-Three and a Half
Dear Diary,
I’m at the statue.
The riddle of the inscription is solved.
Next up? Yank on this ley line and find my way to the ultimate source of all fae power. I’m guessing it’s a wand, but it could also be a ring or something. You can jam magic into anything, really.
It’s habit to reach under the soil and search around for the cords of blue power. For a moment, I find nothing. Then, I sense the energy pulse. Magic dances across my skin. Grabbing it, I yank for all I’m worth.
The blue cord breaks free from the soil.
Now comes the last line of the inscription-n-riddle. Go underground. It takes some wrangling, but I force the ley line into a sort of human manhole cover that rests atop the grass. Then I speak my request.
“Go underground.”
The ley lines swi
