Page 136 of Solar Shadows
Whoa.
My littlest brother entered the room, his back to me.
“P-Preston?” I said, my mouth dry.
Unseen starlight. Had I been seeing him subconsciously?
Preston turned, looking right at me. “Huh?”
Winded, I reached out for him.
He sees me.
He sees me.
And I see him.
“Who are you?” he questioned.
But the vision collapsed, leaving me in the snow, Piper cackling her rotten head off.
“Preston,” I breathed.
“Fun times are coming!” Piper bellowed. “Get ready to dance, Sunshine One! Get ready!”
I returned to the rain, sat on the ground, drenched to the bone.
“Isaac?” Ollie’s voice licked at my ears, his hands on me. “What happened?”
“I saw him,” I whispered. “I saw him.”
Unseen starlight.
A parallel world.
“So did I,” Riley said, sitting beside me, shoulders slumped. “I saw him over there. I saw him in the other place.”
I slid over to him, gently wrapping my arms around him as he whimpered.
Together, unified in our confusion in the rain.
“It’s okay,” I said, my head pressed to his. “We’ll find him. We’ll make this right.”
“Because we’re Auroras,” he answered, a kernel of his positivity tickling my senses.
“Absolutely, honey. Auroras who aren’t giving up.”
He lifted his head. “You can’t keep a good sacred witch down.”
“Preach it.”
He smiled, closing his eyes against the deluge. “We’re coming for you Preston.”
The witchcops carried the fake Star away.
“Yes, we are,” I agreed, closing my eyes too.
No matter the obstacles and the onslaught of revelations, we were fighters.
This was a war we’d win in a tempest of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight. The triple whammy Piper and every other threat should be getting ready for.
If they all wanted a party, we’d give them one.
Mark my fucking words.
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