Lucy performs a summoning

>Night.
>The time where the countless stars are most visible to the watching eyes of dust.
>The time where eldritch creatures make themselves known in cloaks of shadow.
>The time where gods of indescribable origin and inscrutable motives skulked the cosmos.
>Lucy really only preferred the privacy.
>The umbra-colored girl held in her hands a book she found in the attic.
>It had disturbing pictures drawn within, and writing that was unrecognizable to the eye.
>Furthermore, it was bound in a leather that seemed to squirm as she touched it.
>Lucy was excited.
>Could this be the chance she had?
>Could she summon a demon?
>An ancient titan of the earth?
>A creature from behind the stars?
>She had no idea, and that terrified her.
>Terror was good in this line of work.
>The circle was done.
>The candles may have been lit, but the sky seemed to glow chaos black, threatening to snuff the dustling out for good.
>"Oh spirits of the underworld, oh gods from the outer realms, I am your vessel, your servant..."
>"Bring yourselves to us! Make yourselves known to this insignificant speck!"
>Lucy felt tired, sleepy, and a bit sick.
>Her vision began to blur.
>It was happening!
>Something was crossing over!
>A figure like an eclipse descended from the heavens.
>Lucy passed out, satisfied.
>Lincoln creaked down the stairs and looked out into the backyard.
>Yep, there she was.
>Laid out with some book.
>Mom told her to give the summoning a rest while she was sick, but she never listened.
>Lincoln stepped outside and looked at the scene.
>Candles? Really?
>Lincoln snuffed them out and picked up Lucy and the book.
>Lucy stirred and looked at her older brother through curtained bangs.
>"Lincoln... I summoned a... thing!"
>"One of these days I'm literally going to go insane trying to keep you out of trouble."
>"You sound like Lori..."
>Lucy passed out again in Lincoln's arms as he struggled to carry her back to bed.