Clara’s P.O.V.
The next few hours my mom and I make a plan, we sent our best cloakers out to find him. From my vision I gave them as much detail as I possibly could. They seemed to know a place that sounds like the one I described, and they took off.
“I feel his pain, mom. It’s so hard to focus on anything else.” I say as tears stream down my face. She has been so helpful in this and has put all her effort in to finding Peter.
“We will find him, Clara. We will find him soon, but to do that I need you to scry for him. Take this crystal and this map and think of him, let the bond you two share, guide the crystal. His orb and your orb are connected, you will find him. Concentrate.” She says as she kisses the top of my head. She walks out of the room to ask if they have found anything yet
