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“Infinite, as far as I can tell. It serves as an intersection of all the realms.”
“All,” I repeated, somewhat dazed.
“I assume. It’s a rather difficult thing to verify, as you can imagine.”
I shook my head. “This can’t be right. A crossroads is where two realms meet.” I held up two fingers.
“Typically, yes. Fairhaven seems to be unique in that respect.”
I could feel my blood pressure rising. “And there’s no liminal deity here?”
He raised an eyebrow.
“A god or goddess of crossroads. They watch over thresholds, gates, doorways. Anywhere there’s a boundary to cross.”
He gave me a blank look.
“Enodia? Hecate? Janus? Any of those names ring a bell?”
“You seem to know a lot about them.”
I ignored his remark. “You would think a crossroads this powerful would require a liminal deity to look after it.”
“Perhaps you haven’t noticed, but deities seem to be in short supply these days.”
I was well aware, more than he knew. “There was no mention of this in the books I read from the library.”
“Does that surprise you?”
Not really. Books written by humans were woefully inaccurate with the information they did contain, never mind all the information that was missing.
I shook my head. “I seriously can’t believe there’s no one guarding this.”
“For what purpose?”
“To kill anything that comes through.”
“Seems a rather harsh penalty for immigrants,” he said.
Fair point. “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner? You acted like it was insignificant.” But it wasn’t. This explained Fairhaven as a supernatural magnet. The waterfall was likely acting as a conductor, absorbing the supernatural energy generated by multiple gates and spreading it through the surrounding area that included the Wild Acres and Fairhaven.
“I wasn’t sure whether I could trust you,” Kane said.
I barked a laugh. “Trust me? I’m the one trying to save the life of an innocent girl.”
He gave me an appreciative look. “For a woman trying to live in isolation, you seem to care a lot about the fate of some random human you’ve never met.”
“I don’t have to meet her to know she doesn’t deserve to die a horrible death.”
“Then you believe that people are inherently good.”
“I didn’t say that.” In truth, it was their nightmares that persuaded me they deserved better. The palpable fear. The merciless way they torment themselves. Humans were harder on themselves than any god could ever be. “Tell me more about the crossroads.”
“What do you want to know?”
I waved a hand at the blank space. “Is this how you got here? You walked through the gateway from whichever circle of hell you came from.”
“More or less.”
