Gone With the Witch
““That’s close enough.”
In that instant, I heard a sound so soothing I immediately relaxed a bit. It was the coo of a mourning dove, and it was somewhere nearby. I wasn’t alone.
The Elder was with me.
I could feel deep down that it was true—that she was using the bird as a method to travel in and around the village. Why had I never noticed the immense comfort the bird’s call had brought to me before now?
Confusion slashed across Baz’s features. “What? Why?”
Bolstered with the... knowledge that I had the governess of the Craft as potential protection against Baz, I took a moment to study him. The past twenty-four hours hadn’t been kind to him. He, like Vivienne, was still wearing the clothes he’d had on at the Wisp yesterday. His shirt was untucked, and his long coral-colored cargo shorts were filthy. Thick stubble covered his cheeks and chin, and his hair was flat on one side, standing on end on the other.MoreLess
In that instant, I heard a sound so soothing I immediately relaxed a bit. It was the coo of a mourning dove, and it was somewhere nearby. I wasn’t alone.
The Elder was with me.
I could feel deep down that it was true—that she was using the bird as a method to travel in and around the village. Why had I never noticed the immense comfort the bird’s call had brought to me before now?
Confusion slashed across Baz’s features. “What? Why?”
Bolstered with the... knowledge that I had the governess of the Craft as potential protection against Baz, I took a moment to study him. The past twenty-four hours hadn’t been kind to him. He, like Vivienne, was still wearing the clothes he’d had on at the Wisp yesterday. His shirt was untucked, and his long coral-colored cargo shorts were filthy. Thick stubble covered his cheeks and chin, and his hair was flat on one side, standing on end on the other.MoreLess
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