Thirty-six – 04

[This post is from Cameron’s point of view.]

They sat in silence for a few long moments. Lara set down her mug with a sigh, leaning back. Cameron watched her, then said, “You said he’s powerful—well, you at least implied he’s powerful.”

“I did,” she said softly. “And he is, if all the tales I’ve ever heard are true and if it really was him that I—” She broke off, blinking and staring at nothing for the space of a few seconds—long enough for Cameron to start worrying.

“Lara?”

She shook herself, suddenly present again as she met his gaze. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I was just…something…” her voice trailed away and she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.” She took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, then said, “Leviathan.”

Cameron nodded. “Powerful, apparently gifted with power over water and ghosts?”

Based on what they told me, anyway, his talents lie there. Ghosts of the lost or drowned souls of the lakes… A shiver crept down his spine at the thought. That was a very, very large number of souls that Leviathan could hope to call.

Maybe that’s where the legends about the lakes giving up their dead comes from.

“Both, for better or worse, could be in his wheelhouse, though the dead…that should not be easy for him. Ghosts have minds and wills of their own—they have to be convinced to do something. Very few are mindless and even those that are often aren’t very easily controlled are usually more dangerous to the one trying to wield them as a weapon than to those they’re being arrayed against. No. His power has always been water—usually rivers, to be honest.”

“According to what I’ve been told, he’s been slumbering in Lake Michigan for the last god-knows-how-long.”

Lara’s brows knit. “They’re certain of who it was?”

Cameron nodded. “Seemed to be.”

“Odd,” Lara said softly, then reached for her mug again. “It doesn’t feel right, but then again, I’m perhaps not as knowledgeable as they are—my personal experience isn’t what theirs is.”

“I’ll take anything you’ve got,” Cameron murmured. “They’re not infaliable.”

No one is.

Lara stared at him for a long moment before she nodded.

Then she began to talk.

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