Cynthia Weaver worked hard, following her obsessive rituals--sometimes fighting them, always giving into them in the end.
She haunted the halls of Bright Falls' abandoned power plant. She marked her caches with light-sensitive paint that could only be seen by eyes that had been touched by darkness and saved by light like she'd been.
She was preparing defenses and supply lines for the war she knew would come--the war between the forces of light and darkness.
Departure Manuscript: Cynthia's Work
