Everyone is looking at him, and Noah doesn't know what to say. This is something only he knows, something he's purposefully kept to himself, something they could never possibly know back home, an experience that seems impossible to explain. So he doesn't try.
"I told Gansey about Glendower," he says, glancing at each of them, from one familiar face to the next, his voice made quiet from the memory of it. Gansey's small body, twitching and dying on the forest floor. He'd watched both of Gansey's deaths again and again with the goal of returning to the first until his words stuck. The words that would set everything into motion that needed to happen. "You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live with you should not."
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Date: 2016-06-10 08:04 pm (UTC)"I told Gansey about Glendower," he says, glancing at each of them, from one familiar face to the next, his voice made quiet from the memory of it. Gansey's small body, twitching and dying on the forest floor. He'd watched both of Gansey's deaths again and again with the goal of returning to the first until his words stuck. The words that would set everything into motion that needed to happen. "You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live with you should not."