[The voice he knew, the source? He didn't. Zev frowns and scans the surrounding area for that pale, lovely young woman called Abhorsen and did not find her. Of course he looks up and blinks at the floating. Head.
What.
What?]
...The day continues to become more strange it seems, Lady Abhorsen.
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...The day continues to become more strange it seems, Lady Abhorsen.