> Seer: Descend.

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The way to Skaia is surprisingly swift, with all the weight of the Horrorterrors behind her. b̴͚̠̞̗͔͑͋ͫ̈́ͭ̔̇ͦ͒́͂͊̓͢͝͠ͅḛ̵͎̪̘̬̮͙ͤͣ͑̐͑ͮͤ͗͑͊͌̈̍̃̏̈́̋̍̏͘͢ ̠͕̞̘̣͇̻̻̜̙̲̊̊ͫ͛ͮ͌͐̈́ͤ̐̆̎̆̀́ô̵̠̪͉̦͍̠̙̠̻̖̹̫̩͙̱̙̼̄ͨ̈́͛͊̅̊̋͗ų̶͖̻̗̣͇̦͉̮͕͖̙̦ͨ̈́ͫ̈́͐́͘͢r̛̠͎̲̺̙̭̜͎̫̥͐̾͊̄̓ͥͬͮͩͥͤͥ̀ͬ͛͘͞s̢̓̅͑͆́̋̂̊ͧ̓̄̉͑̎̃ͤ̌ͣ́͘͏̱̦̠̳̭̝ ̵̶͍͙͎̣̠͈̦͎̫̥̺͚̋̽̏̅́͞į͖̖͖̪͇͈͖͎̻̱̖̹̞͕ͥ̒̓ͣͭ̂ͥ̎́̌̈́̊́͘͟͝n̨̼͓͔̫͔͖̘̼̼̳̻̲͙̹̳͊͊̇ͮ͋ͧͯ͗̐ͥ̎ͤͮͯͭ͘ ̢̨̬̹̳͉̈͑̓͂ͣ͌̀̕t̢̢͍̝͉͉̞̯͍̜̯͑͐̐̏ͭ̏̈́̔ͮ̓̾̇̕ḩ̢̭̜̘̞̖̳̤͙̖͚̪̄́͊͆̕͝eͩ̅̍̿͐ͧ̉̓̔ͮ͛̅ͯ͋ͨ̐̃̚̚҉̨̮̤̞̖̫̤ ̷̨̙̭̮͈̙͖̬͕̬̪̮̭̬̦̗̹̋̌ͬ̒ͯ̄̇̆̾̓̽̏ͬ̅͘ͅd̘̙̗͎̝̱̱͈̯̹̙̬͇̪͉ͮ̉̋̂̌͆̂̈́̑̇ͦͬ͑͜ã̴̲̲͕̜͙͚̝͉͚ͧ̌̾͐̔̃̓̎̐̐ͩ̿ͫͤͪ͗̕ŗ̙̮͍̝̘͇̳͖͈͔̮̥͓̋ͭ́̐̄͢͟͟ͅk̨̢̯̟̪͓͖͉͛̾̈́ͭ̕ ̴̻̪̮̼̰͈ͪ͋͛ͣͫ̓̈́ͤͨ̀̒ͪ̽̾̚̚̚͢ͅi̶̧̳̜̙͈̪̯̲̹̺̬̮̰̭͎̖̟̝̻̓͆͋̂̂ͮ̓͒͊̈́̂̉͊ͯ̊͂̉ͦ͋͟͝nͭ̅ͣͩ͒̅͑̽̾̾͗͋̀͒̿́̂̊̈͏̴̥̥̯̱̙̖̺̘̫̭͍̟͓͈͕̞̳͝ͅͅ ̅͑͋ͫ̑͆̇̊͟͠͏̱̜̟̙̞̫͝ͅt͉̲̰͈̭̫͓̮̲̟͍͔ͩ͂̇͌ͫ͆̈́ͣ͌ͧ́͝h͐ͮ̓ͤ̓̄̄҉̵͔̞͓̭̗͙̳͈͎̝͓̳̼̤̪̣̯͟͡ͅeͫͭ̎̅̓̐͛̉̓ͥ̒ͨ͘҉̷̛̟̗̲̝̥͈̩ ͣͫ̏͌́ͫ͗͏̸̥̣͙̫͕̠͇̜̦̝̪̳̰͓̪̦͢͢ͅd̢̛͎̝̜̹͔̟̥̗̖̈͗ͤͩͫͮ̌̄ͥͬͭ̿̓e̵̼̟̲͈̮͉͉͍͓̤͋̑̉̀̕̕͟ę̖̦̻̪̺̞̩͛̀͌̀͡p̸̌̍̑ͪ̃ͪ͋̅͆̊̿͏̦̘͖̝̯͈̫̩̪̖́͘͢ ̡̛͚͚̞͖̳̩̥̬͔̝͓̥̥̱̬̍̔ͧ̒̒̾̍ͮ̅̿͋̆̐͆̐͛ͥͫͧ̕͢͠ͅͅi̜̗̠͚̣̟̳ͬͮ̽̌͗̄̔ͯ̆̇̔̒ͯ͘͜n̷̥̦̹͈͉̣͉̠̳̤͉̲̓ͤ̅̂ͭ̓̌̓̾̿̆̆̐͂̆ͭ̐ͮ̄̕͟͡͞ ̨̲̭̭͙͎ͨ̔͂̑͌̑͌̿͟t̵͚̩̮͇̺̟͇̮̫̮͈̳̫̙ͫͣ͆ͨ̀̓ͬ̂͂̌͂̃̑̀͡ḧ̴̰̲̤̳̪̪̥̗͖̗ͯ̒̑ͧ̄̀͛̄ę̀ͯ̾͒̍̿ͮ̾ͤ̐͑̓ͭͪ̑̚̚҉͎̰̞̥͙ͅͅ ̶̶̸̧̮̞͇ͤ̔ͪ̎͆̎̆͒ͨ͒ͩ̌͌̽d̛̞̻͔̥̖̝̱ͨ̅͂̍̂͊ͧͨ͊ͮ̇̊ͪ̌ͨͪ̍̊͜͝͝a̶̡̨̢͎̠͖͙̩̱͉̠̥͙͖̻̥̠͇̟̘̖̦ͫͮ̿̐̾̀̿͘r͒̄͆ͪ̔͌ͥͯͥ̃ͯͬͣ̽ͬ̉͏̛̪̬̳̺͇̣̼̬k̸̥͓̥̞̲̘̝̲͚̲̗͎̭͎̰̯̖̩͙ͤͩ̌ͭ͗ͤͯ̓̚̕͟ ͒ͦ̄ͦ͂͏̨̼͎͙̠̻͖͘͢iͮ́ͪͩ͂̔ͮ͏̛͙̜͍̬͓͇̙͈̥͈̙͔̙̖̳̦̦͘͝͡ş̛̺̣͍͇̰͚̝͇̒̀ͫ̊̈͂̇̈́ͧ̃̐̽͛̄ͤ ̧͕͕̼̭͕̘̟̠̪͎͍͚̋̓̑ͮ͊̾̑ͥ͋̎͒̌ͣ̄̌ͯ̀ȩ̵̷͌̾ͮͤ͗҉̧͉͍̘̖̩ͅn͒̈̄͟҉̘̞̠̪͚̙͉ͅͅl̢̻̟̼̙̺̳̰͔̦̳͉̞̻͖̖̮̟͇ͥ͒͋̿ͬͦ͝ͅI̸̷̴̧̞̼̼͎̹̥̾̎̊ͮ͂̿ͭ͘g̵̵̛̘̗̭̦͚̗̃̃̂̿̿̈́̀̄̉̔͑ͯ̃̏ͪ̚̚͝Ḩ̷̖̭͍̖̩̪̽͂̌̉ͥͯ̿̆̓̽ͤ̄̃ţ̵͎̗̝̣̖̙̝̩̙͈̞̫̜͖̱ͤ͗̌ͣͥ͢͟Ê̷̷̄̓̾̍̇̽ͮ̔̇͡҉͉͓̦̘͜nͯͯ̈́̿͛̔ͣͯ͛ͥ̾̊͏̪͎̖̬̬̮̮͘͠͞͡M̡͇̣̟͚̠̩͍̳͑͑̏͊̃ͪ̍̒̉̈͋̍ͤ̎̌̏ê͐͆͒̃͑͌͢͏̷̷̰̤͓̣̺̫͓̭͢Ņ̢̛̠̠̫̭̱̮̜̣̤̄̆̀ͦͣ̓̋̈̒͒ͩ̎ͩͤ̍ͯ͜t̴̒͐ͩ͋̈́̉̓̅ͪ̊ͫ͒̊ͤ̔ͥ͜҉̧̠̣̮͕̺͍͕̝̺̻̠̱̙͡ͅ Skaia goes dark, at her approach, the clouds, the rain, and the very air blackening, thick like ink, if ink were made of the tears of tortured hellscholars and the blood of eldritch nightmarespawn. t̪͔̮ͧͭͨ̇̓̈́ͬ̌̓̉͆͋̅̇ͤ͒́͐́͜ḣ̢̛̬͇̟̼̹̰̤͖͆ͮ̍͆̈͂͑͂̎͒̈́͐ͥ͗̀ͧ̇̋͢e̶̡̧̖̦̪̹̺͉͉͍̪̅̏̇ͭ̕͢ ̵̡̦͉̠̮̼̻̮̣͓̓͌ͬ͘t͉̥̲̹̜̟̰̞̩͖̱̹͚̭͔̍̓̽̓͐ͤ̽̓͆̌̽͘͞h̶̓̈́͌ͯͥ͂̚͟͠͏̥͙̙̬̫̮͇̪̳͚̱̠̠͝oͤ̆͛ͦͣ͏̡̯͇̯̤̼͔̩͙̘͡r͖͓̳̤̮̭̼̟̙͖͍͔͍̩̜̊ͣͥ̿̈̀̃͊ͤͣͫ̽͛͘͟͡n̶̗̖̻̺̬̦̻̎̈́̆͒̅̏͋ͬͣ̓ͪ̓͛ͦ̍ͦ̚̚͞s̶̸̸̎͂̿ͯ͐ͯͨ̾͐̎͛͠҉̬̜̝̻͎͓̲͚̮̫̲͇͙̺ ́͛ͤ̔̔͝҉̦̝͍̥̣̺͉̥̙̪̱͖̣͖̻́͝͞ͅͅţ͙̫̗̌́̊ͤͤ̐ͥͮ̌́̀h̷̜̥̝̞̪̫̤̟̞͔̤͕̼̔̅̔ͬͩ̐̐͒̒ͣ͌͌͒̀̾́͟͠e̸͎͓͚̯̘̤͖͓͚̣̠̻͎̘̘͊͌͆̿̓̅ͦͦ̃ͯ̊̕ͅ ̸̵͙̤̱͎͉̯̫̜̼͈̻̗̩͈̦͕͉͍͓ͣ̈́͆̅̽̎̿ͤ̏͐͆͐̚͜͢t̸͊͂̍̌ͦ̆̍ͮ̐̆̐ͮͩ̆̋ͯ̈́͏̺̜̻̤͚̫͕̬̹̪͈̹̬͕̦̗̩̩̥͘͢H̎̃̅̌̿͏̗̜͉̹̩̜͓̭̰̼̹̩̹͖́ơ̭̝̼̳̭̮̝̬̻̞̊̃̓̓̅́̒̌̉̓͞ͅR̷̵̡̧̝̬̖̳̙͔͋ͩͥ̈̂̽ͧ͂̓̇ͤͯͩ̀ͨͪ̒ͥ̚n̡̆͗ͬ̈҉̞̺̱̠͕̫̩̯S̨̧̘̠͚̝̩̫̱̬̙̬͓͉̮͚̹̱͚̲͗̃͑̑ͯ̌ͭ̇͋ͩ̔̇ͨ͟ ̢͖̺͎͓͎̣̇͊͛ͩ̽̈́ͨ͛̊͗̽ͯͥͥ̎̒͗ͬ̍̕͜p̸̭͇̗̞̜̬̣̊͗̓ͯ͂́̄̇ͦ̀̍̈̀͒́͘͢͡ȓ̸͈̪̱͈̟͕͐̎ͥͯͬ̚͟i̡̤̲̳͉͈̣͈͇͚̝͖͚̫͉̽̿̑̑͐̐͗́͟ͅͅc̴̡̪̥̗̳̘͓̘̪͙̖̭̝̘̮̺ͣͭ̏͌̄ͨ̚͢͡ͅk̢̯̩̬̦̮̞̅ͫ̑̓̒͊̇ͨͤ̅ͫ̈͊ͧ̚̕ ̡̓ͩͨͪ̽͋̾̾ͦ͊͊̑ͥ͛ͭ̚̕͏̴̝̮̗͡h̵͊ͬͮ͋ͣͤ͒ͥ҉̢̢̬͍̠͉͓̣͍̘̲̰̼͔̰͖͙̥̘͡ͅï̸̙͚̰̳̻̣̬̙̫̬̝͔̙͐̓ͦ̈̐̊̑̒̓̈́ͧ̔͘͢͡͡m̔ͧ͒̂͒ͣ͐̍ͪͧ͛ͩͪ̊͘͡͏͇̝͈̘̺̫͈̺̦̯̺͙͙̝ͅ ̵̡̜͇̺͎̗̥̜̗̱̮̖̻ͪͪ̇ͮ̄ͥ̌͛̑̈́͡s̨̹̘̫̮͒́̈̃͋ͦ̉ͨ͊͊͑̈́̔ͬ̀ͅk̴͔̙͓̜̻̻̰̻̜̟͍̻͙̈ͦͫ̍ͪ͊̿͊̓̓ͨͣ̓͊̇̚͞i̷̧͚̖̗̬̰̘͎͔̜̯̓̀͂ͪ͌̋̈́̏̋͑̅̅ͭ͗͐̑̚͢͝n̷̶̛͍̫̱̱͙͕̙̜̱̲͖̳̹̞͔̂ͬͧ́͞ ̷̷̳̘̗̺̖͙̻͍̉̌ͤ̏ͨ̓̏̾̏͗̚ͅh̨̧̧͕͉̬͕͙̫̱̩̗̯̲̤̆͊͑͛̓̐́̕ͅí̶̪̬͚͙̜̩̙̫̲̰̹̮͔͈͔̯̀̏͐͌ͭ̈̎ͤ̏ͫ̒ͫ͊͌ͨ͛͋ͮ̕m̶̱͔̻̖̬̠̜̯̝̞̝̣͇̫̦̙̘̦̂͐͂ͧ̊ͨ̈́̓̏̒ͬ̀͊̊ͥͣ͟ ̜̘̞̹̥̲͖̖̬̙̭̪̲̬̱̳̼̋̽͛͒̽ͮ̀̇̌̌͘͟͝͠ͅm̸̷̜̰̗̱̜̞̮̭̰̞̤͈̿ͯ̓̇͂͋ͨ͢͡a̵̡̦̣͖̩̹͖̍͂̑͒̅ͧ̏̅ͦ͆ͬ̋ͤͩͨ̀̚kͦ̍̈ͩ҉̦̼̼̥̳̥̺̬͈͚͎̮͝e̢̺͓̘̻̰̗̙͊ͧ̿̓̕ ̑̊ͥͪͬ̐̾ͧ͗̇̃̆҉̤͔͖͙̫̰̼͖͉̬̝h̓͑͆ͬͮ̍̀̈͗͋̄ͬͯ̆ͬ̈̾̚͏̴̠͕͉͇̩͈̳̥͎̰̜͔̮̯̜̞̳͍͉ḭ̶̢̘̩̳̦̺́̓ͧ͋ͮ̇̄̃̽̅͐̅ͨ̚ͅm̷̷̻͚͉̲̘̥ͮͤͫͬ͆̾͌͒͂̑̉͐͋̊͌͑̎͐͋͠͞ ̻̼̖̲̮̳̤͚ͨͮ̌̌̌̐̌ͥ͟͜b͌ͮ̍ͭ͊ͬ͊ͥ̄́ͪ͢҉̻͍̦̠͡͠l̗̖̙͕̳͇̹̳̝͉̘̼̐͆ͭ̾̾̀͡e̷̶̜̖͇̩͕͙̹̮͎̝̮̻͓̪̘̣̫̜͖ͤ̈́ͣ̏͒̋̇͆̐ͦͨ͛͟͢e̵͒ͯͬ̈́̃ͦͨͦ̓͊̈́͏̨͈͕͉͍͎͙̬͎̣͉͍͚͖͍͍͍̞͜͢ͅd̎̅ͯ̊͒̍̒̌̊́ͩͮ̉̑̒̅̈́͜͜͝҉̟̰̥̼̲̯͇̘͈̱͈̭̬͈ The blackness of the woegothic storm surrounds her, and the lightning is her herald, and as she descends from the heavens, Hell - and worse - follows. l͇̖̬͍̼̠̈̊͋̍ͩ̐ͩ̍̔ͯ̋̊͛̊͢͠ő̵̢̔͑̃̊̑ͧ͐̅͗ͤͪ͊ͯ̿͘҉̸̪̩̜̗͖̺̞͍̪̱̜ͅo̧̧̬̼̳͓͚͔̘̦̼͕͊̅̎͂̂͒̾ͨ͆ͬ̔͛̚͘k̓̈́͒̓͆̀̓̊̋͑͛̄͏̧̧̟̺̭͓̥̼̝̭̯͟͝ͅ ̴̨̲͖̣͍̳̗̰̲͎̘̤͙͔̹̞̊ͧͯ̿̈́̎͌ͣ̚͟͜͝l̴̨̬͚̦͔̪̜̣̻̻̏ͪ̏ͬ̅̅ͮ́́́ͤͭͤ͂ͬ̂ͨ̀̚̚͟͢ỗ̢̾̾ͩ̔͂ͮ̒҉̩͉͕͍̤̜̠̱͚̺͔͎͓o̶̡̮̠̣̭̗̼̪͓͓͕̟̼̩̱͉̾͑̂͛̄̔̈́̓̈ͩ͗́͞k̡̡͚̮͇̟͇̮̰̖̋͌͑͊͐ͪ̓͋̾ͨͭ̌ͣ͆̈́̄̾̚͜͜ ͗ͭ̂̔̎̉ͪ̽͑ͨ̓̿̉̅ͪ́͏̨̧͕͔̟̟̺̤̖̯͚̞̟̜̩̬̩̟͡ͅḷ̠͍̗̩̦͇̙͖̪͇̣̱̗̯ͭ͋̔́̀̚o̧̮̳̯̱̱̖̮͇̭̠̝̟̿͂ͤͧ͘͘͝ơ̷̧̪̳̠͕̹͇͉͓͖̥̦ͣ̄̔͐͛ͤ̍ͤ̅̚͘k̡͍̣̳̣̬̖̳̜̤͇̞ͥͪ̇͑ͭͩ̔̏̂ͨͥ̂͑ͫ̅̀̕ ̷̡͕̻̗͉͓̖̝̥̥̰͎̘ͫ̈̾͆ͤͭͬ̅́̚͢͝l̸̨̛̹̦̮̭̱͚̫̤͙̲͇͕̮̹̰͚͍̍͒̎̽͆̀ͧ͌̓ͨ̚͝ͅo̢̲̬̻̫͇̲̳̟̪̯̮̘̟͚ͥ͋̈́̐͑̎ͩͭͥ̾̃̍͊͒͡ǫ̶̷͚͖̬͖̱̺̻͉̖͈̺̫̭̥̺̗ͧ̉ͣ̓ͯ̐̋ͫķ̴͇̝̝͈̰͍͕̰͎̜̩̙̠̼̟͎̌ͦ̿̂ͪ͋ͤ͗́̀͟ ̬͚͎͕͔͕̩̦̄ͬ͒̆̓ͣ̒͑͋ͣͧͬ̀̚͠S̛͓̞̫̪̝̣͉̑̿͒͒̓ͭͣͅE̢̨̝̫̹̺̰̝͋̌̏͂́Ë̶̖̭̜̩̜͙̋ͨ̊̑̾͛ͨ͗̅͆̊̄̿̋ͥ̀̀̚͘͞ ̢̂͊͌̽̍̓̅̅̄̇ͥͦ͠͞҉̧̪̲̯̖̹̰̦͚͕ͅS̵͉͍͙̣̤̄ͦ̓ͮ̂̇ͬ̾͛̒͢͞Ę̵̹̘̮͇͖̪͙̣̤̘̼̮̞̪̞ͯ͊̉͂͂͑̾̉ͪͣ̈̑ͧͭ͢͞ę̷̡̱̳̳̘ͩͨ̓́̌ͤ́͞ ̡̼̯͖̮̺̼̯̗̘͙̭͛̔̈́ͩ̉͟S̸̛̜̰̘̯̖͓̘̘̰̱͕̭͉̜͗ͧͤ̆̃ͮ́ͪ͋ͧ̃̎́͝e̫̬̖̠͉̯̦̤̠̼̱͍̝̟̒ͬ̍̀̕͡͡E̶̴̡̫̝͇͎̮͖̭͉̥̺͓̣̼͔͈̟͂̋̋̊ͨ̀͝ ̶̙̤̙̬̳̠̝͙̭͔̖̲͈̋ͣͫ̑̑͛͛̒ͪ̎̀̈́ͬ͐̕͟s̗̠͕̱̤͖͇̤̍̎̔̕E̵̘̖̗̗͎͍̯͓̹͕̼͉͖͚̜̹̠̐͂̏͊̃ͬ͂͐̑̓̈̈́Ĕ̩̣͕̼͉͓̘͍͕̟̭͖͓͙̰̻̞̪̿ͨ̚͢͡e̸̵̜̮͖̩̭͚͔͔̪̝͔̫̟͓̮̝̘ͮ̌̾͐ͬ͒ͣ̋̓͂̔̚Ȇ̓ͦ̂ͥ͂̌̔̾̑̆͑ͥͥͭ̿̀̚͏̀͝҉̵̗̪̪͍͎̣͓̯͖͖̩̮̗̺̘̬͎ The tongues of the Horrorterrors whisper in her ears, and Rose can see so clearly; the castle is there, Mom and John's Dad are-- m̲̟̥̻̝̦͚͈̺̘̮͑̈̇ͪ͒̊̓̎͛ͮ͐ͪ͆̚͘͢ả̲̖̗ͧ͒̀ͫ̌̏ͬ̃́̎̓͆́̀͟͟͞ķ̵̜̭̘̗̝̯̣̬̠̉͛̈́̂ͥͫ͑͊̽̽̓̾̓̑̍̋̾e̵̲̜͎̩̗͓̘̯̥̺̰̺̰̻̠̓͛̋ͯ̊͂ͤ̃ͥ̔͐̍̂̂́͞ ̨̛̛͚̖̼̫͖͇͍̭̞̻̼̘̱̼̗̒ͣ̽͘ͅh̳̝̼͎̲̹̉̑̾ͨ̒̑ͤͪ̂͘̕͜͜ì̟͔̤̟͚͖̦̮̝ͩͩ͌̄̅ͥ́̏̊̎̓ͤ̌́̂̇͞m̴̄̀ͦ̈́͒͜͏̢̻̹̞̮͖̯ ̧̤̜̩̘͚͊̊͆̿ͪ̕p̢͙̫͎̤̭̝̳͚̮͛̀̏͛ͮ̋̔͌̓͐̀͠͝ạ̸͇̘̻̩̟͍̘ͤͤ̾̈́ͬ̓̈̓͘͞͝y̢͕̻̹͍̲̪͖̟̘͔͔̭̙̒͛̄͋ͪ̇͢ ̶̴̭̤͇͌̆̓͋͐̾̀̈́̐̆̇͆͂m̶̧͕̻̱͚̖͓̲̮̤̺̹̼̥̃̑̄ͩ̿̽ͧ̀ͥͬ̑͒͝͞ȃ̡̢̫̯͖͓͚̘͚̞̣̘̦̱͗̆ͮͤͪͨ̿̇͛͌ͭ̀͐̇͂̒k̸̨̹̰̙͍̳̗̹̗͙̘̊ͪ̑̋ͯ́ͪͤ͛ͣ͗̉̓̔͘e̴̶̷̢̼̹̟͇̳̻̹̥̼͊͌̒̒̐͋͒̆̓͆ͤ͐̈́̽ͫ̚̚͡ ̷̗͈̳͖̝̞ͣͫ̆͗̌͗͜Ḩ̛͙̹̗̬̯̘̼̫͖͓̪ͣ͗̆̅͒ͨͤͣͫ̏́̕͞i̶̻͎̘̮̗̠̗͔͔̠̣̘ͨ̐ͤ̿̈͐͗̑̊ͧ̏ͯ̋͐̍͑̚͡M̨͉̯̫̟̼̳̰̩̤̻̤̫̣̦̝̦͌̍͊̀̃͂̽̒͑̒̐̚̚͠͞ ̴̡̤̗̖̰̯͉̻͎ͬͤͧͪ̐̉̈́̄ͤ̌̋́̚͢p̨͇̯͖̞͉̩̮͙̺̟͙̔ͪ̽ͫ̊̃͆ͫ̄͋̐ͣͬͭ͋̈́͐͢͡Á̢̡̨̻̟̠̱̱͇̱̬͔̮̳͍͙̝̝͐̽̈ͩ̊̾̓͑̀̆ͨ͑̚ͅy͈̝͙̪͚͖̫̯̒ͨ͌̇̆̈́͗ͦ͛̆̍̀̈́̍͟͡ͅ ̶̲̗̣̠̦̝̺̻͉̠̟͓͖̺͎̓̏̇̃ͫ̿̋̂́ͥ̾́̌̀̕͠ͅM̶ͫ̐̎̐ͤ̃͋͂ͫ̆͛̿ͨ͌̒̓͡͏͎͙̙͍̪̬͉̗̥̟̠̝̪̥̲͝a̴̷̵̝̗̥̘̞̼̱͈͍͙̺͐̊ͫͥ͂̓ͨͪͧ͂͂ͅK̶̨͔̱̞͈̟̲̦̯̱ͧ͋͐̄̾ͪ̐̔ͦͯ̊̊ͫͤ̚ȩ̷͖̱̱̼̼̫̼̦̖̯̠͎͉̪͇̞ͨ̀̂͆͒ͧͨ̈́͒̍͟͟͞ ̢ͫͫͧ̑̀̅̌̄̀̀͢͏͔̥̥͓̲̩ḩ̴̥̻̲͔̰̖̖̤͍̫͉̻̺̪̙͕̟͈̈͂̏̽̆̌̃̑̌̑ͭͫ͟ĩ̴̻͖̥̘̩̒ͫͦ͌͋͑̀̐́̈́̉̔̅̚M͙͔̻̠͕͕͎͓̻̝̫͙̥̪̣͓͛ͬ͐̒͐ͯͦ͂ͭ̿ͧ͜ ̴̯͇̲̭͚͎͕̹̦͉̞̉ͤ̂̌̒̔ͩ́ͯ͐̏ͯ̕͘p̴̡̭̱͉͙̭͕̤̠̗̦̰̻͙̯̘͔͎̪̑̽̊̑̌̽̓ͨͪͣ̌͑̌̄ͮ͛͗͑̉͟͡a̡ͨ̔̓͌͐͆̓̅ͦ̽ͯ͒̌ͦ̉ͫ҉̙̤̥̗̳̝͔̞̦̯̦̩̪ͅY͊̅ͤ̀ͭͪͯ͗̚̕͏͉̞͖̖̲ There. Which means that is where Jack is. ḩ̵̠̹̺̺̯̮͕̲͖̯̮̗͙͙͂̂̉̿̆̀͢ͅͅe̸͉̝̣̥͈̯͚̤̮̣͕̓ͯ̔ͩ̍̄̀͜ ̛̎ͩ̀̓ͪ̏ͨ͋̍̽́͠͏̦̬̝̦̖̦̞̭̘ͅl̴̨͈̞̖͓͎͂͑̀̌̓̇̾̾̋̈ͮͦ̈́̍̚͞i̸̸̡̛̬̙̙̦̗̪͍̅ͮ̊̉ͯ̾ͤ̏̄ͪͫ̚̚͘e̺͍̜̺͈͇̫ͨ͆͗ͨ̀š̷̳̖͉̦͎̆̓ͯ̉̈́́͢͜ ͩͨͤ̐̄ͥ͊͋ͮ̾͛̂̒͗͏̵̡̳͔̠̳̟̪̹̻̳̟̘̠̻̮ͅb̶̶̨̩̼͚͔͍̗̗̰͇̬̭̻̼̲͈͉̤̮͇͋ͧ̒ͪͣ̃͐̎ͪ͂͊̄͛ͦ̿͗ͫ̄eͪ͋ͨͦ̐̔̔ͣ͌̅̏ͣ͋̾̈́͏͔͍̪̲̗̫͢l̨̢̢̲͍̼͕̤̮̄͊̽ͪ̍͂͆̓͊̂̎̏̿̅͂͋͝o̎ͥ͒͒̒ͩ̽̇̀̊̍͑ͭ̌͘͏̛̤̥̠̦̜̟̫͎͚̼͈͓̳̫̦̳̩̤w̶̸̢̡͇͙̜̮͎̯̣̤̗͈͓͍͉̘̝̉ͬͯͦͣ̑̔͋ͬ̑ͨͦ ̛̪͕̻̣͔̟͕̰̝͌͋ͨͭ̍͌̑͑́̕͟b̸̧̰̮̼͙̙͍̥͇̞͍͔͚̥͉͓͈̦͍̻͆͒̈́ͬ̓̅͋̆ͩ̒̌͒͆͗ͭ̏ͤė̶̺͈̙̠͍̖̳̞ͫ͛ͪ̀ͬ͑̀͢͟l̢̗͎̗̱̖̤̝̜̱̤͆̿ͯ̏̏͘͡o̧͇̦̲̟̯̰̙̰͍̬̠̖̙̹̫ͥ̅̏͆͐̇̊̿̍̽͒̉̔̅͌ͥ̃͋͠w̷̴͌̒̿̅̇ͬͫ̎̋̅͏̛̥̫̟̘̠̰̰̙͍̯͈͙͚̹̱̙͎̕ͅ ͨ̏͂̈́̌̆̽̔̐̅̾͋́̚͞͏̵͍̣̯B̸̷̧͖̙̗̟̭̜̫̳̬̬̤͕̝̝̝̪̤ͨ̒̃͊͞ͅe̡͉͈̲̗̳̬̖̹͕̟ͪ̐ͤ́̄̄ͣ̔̄ͤ̈́̏̌̔ͣ͒ͫ̓̀͘͝L̈́̐̑͒̂ͮ͛̃ͧͯͣ͐͐̂҉̡̙̩̟̤̥͎͎̰̲͜ͅo̱͖͖̯͈̩̰͎̳̙̼̰̮͖̾͆̅͂́ͥ͛ͬ͂͐͗̃̈́̍̾́̐̏̚͘͝͡͞W̢̫̝̝͉͚͔̹̙͓̰̃ͨͪ͑ͤ̀͛̊̌̒̋͑͐ͫ̏͋ͤ͌̎͟ ̸̷̧̡̲̼̲̭̲̘͕̹͉̳̪ͮ͑ͭ͑̆́ͮͪ͌̅̎͛͌b̶̧̧̯̯̺͎͇̻̰̲̱͖̭̭̱͇̲͚͔͐͌̐̅̉ͮ̐̿͒͆͑̀Eͤͧ̄̍͌̏̆ͭͥͥ̑ͬ͛̓ͩ͌͌ͮ̔͏̵̛̘̙̲̭͉̟̥̥͙͎̠̟̰̫̹͝l̵̵̖̳̭̼ͩ̃̓̍͗̍ͦ͟͡Ŏ͓̲͕̃̅ͣͯ̌ͦ́̆͝w̴̨̧̖̹̫̳̘͓͎̖ͭ͛ͤ̊̒̄͡ Which means that that is where Rose Lalonde, fallen Seer of Light, needs to be. And so. She. ṯ̞͙͉̣̼̱̟̞̲͔̝͓͂̔̃̓̌ͮ͝͝͡ͅo̢̨ͥ͌̅̒̾̈ͣ̄̅̀͢͝҉̫̳̠̳̠ ̨̢̺͕̤̖̥͇͉͔̳̯̞̺̯̙̾ͪ͆͆̂ͪͧͨ̎̾͌ͧ̐̈ͤͤ̊͟͠͞ü̷̔ͣͯ̇ͯ̑̊̃ͬ̈͗̓̀̚҉̞̠͕̩͟Ś̢̹̟̝̗̘̯̙͕̬̻̪̖̼̣̞̣̆ͬͦ̓͂ͯͧ͒ͣ͐̔ͯ̒̓̚͠ ̵̢͉̱̣̠͓͙̟̹̹̻͕̙͖̯͔͍̅̌ͤͨ̅̍ͯ̋̎̎̒̈́̐͌ͧ̑͛ͧ́̀͡t̴̛͚̖͓͖̮͇̩͚̗͉̪͖̙̳̼̲̞̭͂̅ͤ͂̑̑̓̋̕o̷͂̽̍ͤ̄ͯͮ̄̐ͮ̍͘͝͏͚͕̖̳̫̩̟̞̮̗̟̫͖̦̲̙̪ ̶͓̙̻̲͔̺̺̤̩̗͌̋ͬͥ̓̽̔͊̋̀́͘Ũ͗ͪ̄̎̽̄̄̒҉̘̻̺͙̤͢s̶̡̡̰̞̱̬͓̤̗̞͚̮͉̘̻ͤ̿́ͦ̐ͧ͜͢ ̷͖͙̥̻̖̥̗͍̉̇̆ͥ̏ͤͥ̃͛ͫ͛͆ͥ̆̉́̇̐͝͝ͅͅg̍ͪͧͧ̏̾̓͑͒ͬ̐̈́͜͏̼̥͇͚̻̜̬̯̦͖̖͈̖̖͉i̡̧̮̲̮͔̮̞̖̪̺̩͇͙̪͖͒̓͊̔̕͜͢V̶̨̼̜̜̥̗ͯ̓̍̉̌͛̀͟e̶̸̶̶̯͓̰̱̲̫ͫͥ̄͐̅̊̇̑͗̑̎̆̚͝ ̵̨͇͕̮̪̝͉͉͂ͩ̇͐͂ͧͬ͌̚͞h̥̺̫̳̣̬ͪ̀͊̋ͤ́́͞͡ȋ͓̪̮̙̲̪̘͕̮̪̭̓̈́ͩ̒͊̆ͬ̐ͫͩ̇̂̿̃̅́m̶̌͛̃̓̉̍҉̷̗͕̮̘̫͎̤̝̩͜͢ ̶̶̜͚̣̘̜̖͚͈̻̙͔͙͎̳͚̼̰̯ͭ͌ͪͭ͊̓ͤ̕ͅT̛̛͍̝͎͉̊̄ͦ̔̿͌̓ͧͣͮ̿o̷̳͖̰̙̼͕͎̪͎̙̘̤̫͉̝͈̎̈ͨͣ̀͐ͬͦ̈́ͣͣ͠ͅ ̵̢̣̝̦̹̩͓̞̼ͮ͒̆̄ͥ́u̸̻͕̰͇̣̼̲ͥͣ̎̿̈́ͪͩ̉̀̚̕ͅS̵̖̦̪̪͔̏̌̊ͯ͂̽͊ͫͫ͘ Descends. m̧̹̪̤̗̠̜̿̎̍͂̓ͩ͑̂̃ͬ̓ͩ͌̈́͂ͦ̿͆ͯ͟͝͡A̶̧ͧ̃ͮͮ͋͑̍ͦ̚͏҉̛͔̠̭̭̯̬̰k̨͚͇͓̬̰͖̲̟̺̮̊́̋̚͟͝͡E̿̍̒̾̈͒ͩ̀͏̩̞̫͖̘͔̀̕ ̸̸͎̗̣̺̻̟̹̣͖͓̲̹̆͑̂́ͪ̇ͫ̔̾͛ͩ̍̓͋̆̈̃͜͡ͅḧ̬̜͔̤̪͇̪͖̤̩̯̬̫̠͙̬ͤ͛ͩ̄̀̒̇ͬ̔̾ͮ͒͂ͥ̄͊ͯ̎͜͜͠͞I̷̡̞̯̱̲̱̘͈̹̘̤̅̇̆ͥ̽̇̾̾͛̋̎̀̚͘͜M̃ͣͬͧͥ͌ͬͨ̎̄ͪ͒ͯ͊̈́̀͏̢̳͚̺̯̫̼̱͡ ̓̉ͧͮ́ͬ͆ͥ͂̃̋̓̄͒̄͢͠҉͚̬͚̱̻̹͟P̝̬͔͈͐ͧͩ̅̀͗̋̌̇͑̊͊̀̕͟ͅǎ̢̢̹͖͉̤̗̲̮̯͔̲̞̽̾͒̿̓̃ͣ̉ͩ͊͂̆ͩ͝͡y̷̷̨̞͉̜̳̝̞̩̮͖͖̮͚͂̍̀ͮ̆ͨͪ̾̓̅͐̒̔͋ͦ̊̽͠ ͫ͂ͫ̂͌ͪ̓͏͙͓͖̹̜̱̖̫̥̦͜m̠̣̤͍̤͕͖̄̆ͬ̊̈͋ͦ̈ͦ̅̋ͬͪͥ͆ͨ̉́͢A̸̷̧̝͓͈͕̫̗͐ͮ̄̽̽͋̐ͤͤͯ͑̀ͅͅk̸̷̨̪̗̠̼̲̮̜̲͎̘̄̿ͣͪ̌͌́ͬ̇̅̊̔̅ͬ̈́̊̽ͥ͐͢͟é̡̠̤̣̲ͧ̓̋̐̊͋̓̉̈́̈́̇͡ͅͅ ́̽̆ͮ͆͋̽͗̎̈́̔̅̚҉̵̴̦̦͖̜̩͚̮͈̱̹̭͡H̓̄̏̒̊̈́̃̓ͧ̍͗͒ͩͪ͗̈̚҉̧̨͚̹̖̺̀̕i̧̘̟̦͔̲̳̥̗ͣ̄͛̿̃͗͒̃̈́̄̆̔ͫ̿͒ͧ͐̾́̚ͅm̷̵̘̮̫͚̞̖̟͈ͬ͒̈́ͭ̎ͭ͗̒͆ͦͧ͒̅ͨ̈́̑̄̀̚ ̸̧̛̠͍̺̣̦̭̣͓̯͈̞̟̹̮͍͍̾̔̆͊ͫͭ͐͒͗ͭ̀͟͢p̢̡̥͓̜̦̘̜̗̝̠͒ͤ̆̑̌̀͘͝a̴̧̪̬̥̗͉̲͙̪͓̘̦̓̽ͧ̂̏Ỵ̼̪̭̘͍͙̺͍̠̝̝̭͙̪̣̠͓ͩ̔̎ͯ͑ͭ̈́̑̋̄̊̚̕͠͡ ̧̻͓͉͚̯͙͗͂͂ͣ̍́́m̏͑ͬ̿͛̐ͤ̈́ͣͪ̓ͥ̄ͮ̾ͩͯͫ͘҉̩̺̭͇̙̬̟̕á̶̴̡̞͓͙͍̼͕̟̞̪͎͕̖̹͛̒͌̂ͧ͌ͥ̑̓ͣ̈́̔́̀K̶͈͚͙̪̙̖̘̖̣̲̈͊ͯ̓̇̓ͥ̃͋̍͊ͥ̂̉ͫ̒́̚̚͝͡Ę̦͉̮̤̰͉̫͔͕̥̞̣̥̰̐͋̾͆ͮͪ̄͊̈́ͯ̊͗͢͠͠ ̗͖̩̭̺̩̤̺ͥͨ̄̍ͩ̚͠h̸̶͇̻̫̘̟̠͕͉̩̪͈̪̖̩̠͔̜̊͗ͦ͒̍͑͌̾͊̓̍̓̿̏͘ī̷̡̭͖̱̼͚͕̜͈̱̗̠̓̄ͪ̒̃ͬ̏̃̒͗̆ͮ̔̆̇̌M̶̶̭͚̜̤͓̘̭̻̎̽ͫ̽̍͊ͤ̔̀̊ͫͭ͢͜ͅ ̴̼͈̯̰̤̼̣̙̰͓̪͙̫̟̱̬͛̀͛̇̄͑̉ͪͫ̀̚͢͢P̵ͥͯ̽ͫ͑͆͏̻͎̳̭̤̩̦͈͉͚̫̼̣̮̺̳́ͅĀ͐̋ͨͨ̉͗͌̋͆̇̑ͧ̓̈ͫ̒́͏̷͔̩̥̭Y̥͚̳̳̞̺̹̟̠̯̝̮͈͕̱̯̘̥͋̅ͫͨ͆͛ͤ̄͛̀̓͂͒̄ͦͣ͋̈͘͡ͅ ̧̲̻̤̖͉̯̠̜͈̗̪͒̃͂ͮ̌ͪ̓̏̌̽̈ͩ̐ͪ̀͡ͅM̃͌̒ͯ̽̌́̋͐ͬ̇̆̔̃̏̐̀̕͟͏̬̥̦͎̠͖͖Ą̵̶̥͎̰͇̗̼͚̮̮̠͔̘̔̀̐̔͆̄K̷͒̓͐͏̢͓̺͕̀Ȅ̢͔̹̯̦͔͕̺͎̰̙̬̟͓̫̿ͯ̈́̏ͤ͑̏ͩ́̚ ͩ͒̋̉̎̾ͬ̓̾͒̀͟͏̼̪̲͚̣̳͓̰̖̦̟̺̥̥̲̤͖ͅH̸̴̙̺̯̝̳̞̥͎̫̤̞̠͙͕̦͕ͧ͋ͥͯͦ̎̕I̸̴̧̢̥͉̠̬͉̼̲̤̼̟͋̅ͮͯ͆̀̈́̅ͤ̅̐ͅM̶͙̞̗͍͎̦͈͈̮͍ͬ͆̈́ͩ͐̃̅͢͡ ̵̦̰̬̫̝̤̤̝̮ͩ̌̽ͣ̃͗̈́̒̋̈́̃̆͒̍͌͟ͅP̢̧̻̰͎̬̻̫̻͖̩̦̫̩̅ͬ̓A̓̐͊̍̾̊̅̔͑ͪ͞͡҉̺͙̠͉͎͈̩̣̤͖̣̺̬͚̲̗̖͝ͅÝ̨̡̻̺̹͇̬͍̹̦̩̟̱̫͓͆̆̔͑̆̈̓̽̋̍̀