“We can help you see,” Silver said.
A memory from two years back floated back to the forefront of her mind. Hecate once said they could see if someone or something belonged to this realm.
“Lend me your eyes?” Clara asked.
“You only needed to ask,” Silver replied.
Her change to her vision was more subtle than expected. Everything was blurred, or more precisely shimmered until she slowed down time slightly. Like looking through the oscilloscope, Clara could see the details if she fell out of sync with time. Most of everything was vibrating in harmony with those around them, except for Eleanor.
“Why are you vibrating at a different frequency?”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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