witch hazel

Les releases a deep steady breath when she sits beside him, taking his hand, already sensing her power strengthening his. He recalls the instructions all those years ago from his mother as he finishes the incantation. All he needs to do is seek Moira's spirit, which is easier said than done without a clue about where she is. But he channels his power into four beacon calls, and once he feels Riley's cloak spell strengthen to full power, he uses his mind to hurl them out with as much force as he can muster.

The beacons call out over the town--flying north, south, east, and west at break-neck speed--and he can see the quiet streets shrouded in the darkness of the spirit that's taken over, the empty stores, and the empty taverns. He sees the boardwalk being beaten down with waves. One by one, the other beacons fall away, until only one still remains, flying over the stormy sand. And Les uses his mind to race after it as fast as he can, trying not to lose it. It speeds away from him, going faster and faster the farther they travel. Past the beach and into the woods. "She is still in town," Les says, gripping Riley's hand tighter, because he feels Moira's spirit calling to him even as he grows tired from chasing it.