Blackfeather Woods searching every room, I am not free

Something switched within her. The birds retreated, the forest returned to quiet once more, and yet Maegi found her joy at having found a kinswoman wiped out. The pleasant movement of trees, the ever-so-gentle vibration in the air—it all dissipated.

She saw red. And she heard Anansi's death-scream, clear as the moment it had rang out, on an endless loop inside her head.

You don't have what it takes, she said, snarling, rounding upon the woman with a furious visage. You don't know the stuff of nightmares. Maegi has seen things you'll never know.

Have your children died before your eyes? Have your family been driven from their home? Has your mother told you that she hated you, that she wished she'd killed you before you were born?

Maegi lunged, and all around her, the world burst into flame. 

GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!

"GET OUT! GET OUT!"

"MISERIA—" 
Smoke in her throat.

"HYPNOS!"
doomed

"I hate you."
Just a girl.

GET THE FUCK OUT OF THESE WOODS!

Her shriek may have been insignificant in the greater scheme of things, but in this moment, as the blood roared in her ears and her heart beat fast enough to burst. . .it could have shattered mountains.