A symbol of Elsewhere University: âcordati cauti auspicatiâ written at the top, above a long-necked horned figure.
Eyes closed. âSee nothing, youâre told.â Eyes open. âExcept - you do.â
âFor love.â A human and inhuman figure, embracing.
âOr desperation.â A human figure, holding a glowing staff, facing a large snake-bodied multi-eyed creature.
âOut of curiosity.â A human taking a book titled âfolkloreâ off a shelf.
âOr simply luck, good or bad.â Flower-shaped light floating between somebodyâs hands, an open box below.
âYou learn what you can. So now ââ
âRemember,â a human figure says, âgroundskeepingâ written on their badge.
âThere are kinder ways to see than silver nitrate.â A woman wearing glasses holds out another pair. â(Although they still come at a cost.)â
Written on the silhouette of a crow: âDo not wrong the crows.â A crow perched on a human figureâs back. âThey protect those they love.â A crow in flight. âBut they do not love many.â
White, indistinct shape of a horse standing in water. âDo not approach the horse by the river.â
Crossroads. âOr step into the crossroads before the library.â
âSomething terrible sleeps below the ruins of the old English building.â Far underground, a dragon.
Through the fog, something looks vaguely like a ship, or maybe a building. âThe mist brings the sounds of an ocean that, if you are lucky, you will never see.â
âSometimes the pool has no bottom.â The water continues down, and down, and down.
âThere are things no professor will teach you. But that does not mean you cannot learn them.â A human figure sits at a computer within a circle of salt, while outside the circle, an inhuman figure traces patterns of light.
âBut students of the forbidden major have more to fear than most.â Three people. â(Are more feared than most.)â The same three people, but one now has oddly-coloured eyes, one is wearing a blindfold, and one is only a shadow.
âMany professors have long pasts.â Two look human, and more or less normal. One is incredibly wrinkled, and has hair that doesnât seem quite right. One isnât even vaguely human, yet still wears a shirt and tie.
Human figures, wearing the uniforms of cooks, custodians, or other workers. One has a scar across his face. One holds a sword. âMany non-academic staff have quests.â
âMost will help you if you can.â
âSummer is a distant dream.â A branch in full foliage; then a branch bare except for icicles. âWinter is broken to pieces - exams, breaks, short terms.â
Two different collections of inhuman figures. âHere the year turns on autumn and spring.â
âBut there are things greater than the petty courts.â Covered by their hand, a different mouth, some human and some inhuman, says each syllable: âtrueâ âroyâ âalâ âtyâ.
âBelief makes things true, here. And theatre majors believe in more than most.â An empty stage, âbreak a legâ, whistling, âthe Scottish Playâ.
A majestic inhuman figure on stage, spotlights shining on them, while the audience kneels. âBut above all, they believe in The Play.â
âThe forest
âgoes on
âfor ever
"and always.â It gets darker, and the trees get larger.
âWith the Sight, some faces will grow familiar.â Various inhuman figures, all strange and different, some beautiful, some terrifying. âListen to the stories: familiarity is not safety.â
âIn desperate straits, take refuge in the library, and follow any advice given to you there.â Bookshelves, and a human-seeming figure behind the desk at a computer.
âAbove all, know that you can trust the seal.â Inside a Celtic knot, text reads âbeware the lightsâ. â(The university tries to protect its own.)â
âDealâ comes from all three mouths of an inhuman figure. âYou can trust the word of the Fair Folk, once given.â Another signs âpledgeâ.
âAnd you can trust the groundskeepers.â
âAfter all,â the groundskeeper says, âweâre here to keep the balance.â