Fairwood had completely accepted him. The Pendle Stone was attached to the house, as much a part of it as all the other bits cobbled together, all of it adding layers of life and personality, all of it now one cohesive whole. His energies flowed through it, and he was now a part of her, a part of them both, though it was getting hard to see where Fairwood ended and Carrie Rickard began.
