With curiosity, Solomon Kane realized that he no longer felt the pull through the staff. For all he knew it never came from the staff itself. It might have been the staff's attunement that allowed him to feel it. The important point was that something else, equally untoward was happening. The magic book moved.
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Changing his location carefully, so as not to alarm the unholy manuscript, Solomon leaned over to check out the spell it settled on. Well, it certainly did not appear to be the kind of?communication he normally associated with his son. And if it wasn't David, could it be Winnifred,?trying to draw Sarah's attention?from beyond the grave where she ostensibly dwelled? Even though he didn't quite get along with the eldest witch, she could be just trying to help if she were reaching through the book.
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Either way, the indicated spell appeared too dark for his liking. IT was Sarah's purview, it had to be, he hoped. "Oh Sarah dear, the book wants you," Solomon called out loudly, wondering if his favorite witch could hear him from the outside.
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