WILLOW: If it'll help her.
Tara sighs.
WILLOW: What?
TARA: Well, the nether realm exists beyond the physical world. Accessing it is... I-it-it's kind of like astral projection. It's very intense. I'd have to be your anchor, keep you on this plane.
WILLOW: I trust you.
TARA: It-it's not like anything that we've ever--
WILLOW: I trust you.
Their left hands are resting on their thighs and they're slowly swinging their right hands, their fingertips tracing an invisible half circle on the floor, in conjunction, forming a whole circle around them.
They are chanting in a soft whisper.
WILLOW/TARA: The inward eye, the sightless sea . . . Ayala flows through the river in me.
The inward eye, the sightless sea . . .
Ayala flows through the river in me.
The inward eye, The sightless sea . . .
Ayala flows through the river in me.
The inward eye, The sightless sea . . .
Ayala flows through the river in me.
A mist of rolling light appear from their hands and it forms into a circle around them.
They stop swinging their arms. They raise their left hands and press their palms together. Their breathing becomes heavier and faster and the mystical circle starts rising around them. Their faces are damped
with sweat as they look into each other's eyes.
When the circle has risen above them, Willow falls back, the circle dissipating, and lands on the soft pillows behind her. Her back arches and she opens her mouth in a long breathless gasp.
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