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things have happened relating to my new found skills.

Last night I had a dream similar in tone to the waking dream that I experienced when Madame Wintershivan unlocked my mind.

In the dream I was struggling ... trying to move, but the ground kept shifting under my feet. A cacophony of wind deafened me and the blowing sand stung my arm and legs. If I could open my eyes I would have cried.

"Got him", a familiar voice shouted as hands grabbed me and effortlessly lifted me up. "Over here", answered another voice over the howling of the wind.

In a few steps, I was borne quickly across uncertain ground to someplace where the wind was much less. Cracking my eyes a little, I blinked back tears as the desert's grit irritated them. I looked around trying to discern where I was, but when I was dropped roughly on a wooden surface, the breath was knocked out of me. I closed my eyes again as I struggled to get air back into my lungs.

"Bind the door," shouted the first voice. "And get over here."

I opened my eyes again and saw two silhouettes hovering over me.

"Are you sure this will work?", asked the second voice.

"No, but it won't stay hidden forever. This will improve the odds that it's found by one of us. Now hold him ..."

Rough hands grabbed me again and I tried to turn out of the way. "He's a wiggler, isn't he?" mumbled the second voice.

A grim chuckle came from the first voice. "Kayen agrees. She takes

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