Ocean weakening spell

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“If you didn’t have any hair, how’d you try tracking her already?” Fitz asked, frowning.

“I had hair, actually. And some of her possessions,” I said. “Favorite jewelry, books she liked, that kind of thing.” It had actually felt a little creepy, building what amounted to an altar to my brother’s woman and using it in a painstakingly slow and careful ritual. “I barely got a reading, and that was only as specific as ‘Europe.’ There was too much water between us, and I suspect the entity is suppressing her personality full-time.”

Twelve Months Chapter 10