But he wasn't alone... For as long as she could remember, she felt fully content only where air was unconstrained. Storm or zephyr, breeze or calm-she had no preference. She liked the air ruffling her hair or bringing drops of rain. She liked to observe wind as it carried smoke away from chimneys, flung birds about the sky, and textured the water's surface in the harbor. But far richer than what her eyes or skin told her was that other awareness, the knowing that no one else had. When she was attentive, it brought into her mind an endless variety of motions: bends and spirals, bursts and surges, funnelings and spreadings, small wanderings that never quite reached stillness. And now a great power was calling them....
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