"Shahar, Shahar!" Slade shook her shoulders. "Shahar, wake up!"
She was already awake. She'd awakened the moment her little brother slipped into her room, his presence stirring her dreams to oddities. They had been flying through canyons together, wind cutting itself on their wings. "What is it, Slade?"
"It's storming," he said excitedly in
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