Adie and Delilah picked their way through, as if they were walking through treacle. A thin string of smoke twisted its way from the remains of Bob’s fire. He sat next to it, repairing his fishing rod in the rain. Doesn’t he ever sleep? Adie thought. The two girls sat down awkwardly, sharing the only other stool outside the stone hut. Adie hoped Bob would invite them inside, out of the bad weather, but he spoke without looking up. ‘What have you done?’ Adie’s chest tightened as she figured out what to say, but Delilah beat her to it. ‘I did a recovery spell–’ ‘We did the spell,’ Adie interrupted. ‘–to pull out an aspect of the creature. We’d seen it in a magnesia stone. It was a clear line wrapped around all these other ones. The creature is not a faery.’ ‘I know that,’ Bob grunted. ‘But it’s not a single entity even.’ ‘I know that too.’ Delilah seemed stumped for a moment, and Adie wished she had trusted Bob from the beginning.
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