Chapter 2

For Talli flying had always been a joy. The scenery passing beneath, the rush of air over her face and body, and the harmony between herself and the bird were all part of her delight. As Faralan climbed higher and higher, Talli’s troubled spirits began to rise.

    The atmosphere is so clean and clear, she thought, I can see in every direction. And all around us, wood thrushes, blue jays, and sparrows fluttering to and fro on a sunny afternoon, intent on their daily business. How different this is from the trouble and worry on the ground. Perhaps, for the moment, I’m out of danger.

    Leaning forward, she spoke to Faralan, the words intended as much for herself as the raven. “You’re a strong one, a brave one.” She though...

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