Storm Glass
throat.
      A sense of inevitability pervaded my body and I relaxed. The underwater half-light was a beautiful canvas for my memories. My sister Tula arrived to welcome me into the sky. I was surrounded by warmth and love.
      She frowned at me. “Silly girl. Take a breath. You’re surrounded by air.”
      I opened my mouth to argue and coughed out a lungful of water. My stomach heaved with the effort to expel the salty liquid. Once I regained my composure, I froze in amazement. I sat in the middle of a bubble of air. The blue-green walls appeared as solid as glass, but moved like water.
      Eventually my bubble floated to the surface of the sea. I bobbed in the waves, staying dry as land drew closer. Kade still stood on the rocks, but his eyes were closed and he held his arms straight out to the sides.
      Once I reached the shallow water, my bubble popped. I splashed back into the cold sea. The waves pushed as I crawled from the water and collapsed onto the sand. Soon voices wormed through my water-filled ears. A crowd had gathered.
      My sodden state was met with a mixture of emotions. Zitora was concerned and fluttered around me like a mother. The glassmakers smirked and tried to conceal their laughter. Raiden tsked and muttered under his breath about stupidity. Tal helped me to my feet and stayed beside me.
      “What made you go out there?” Zitora asked.
      “I wanted to talk to Kade. Nodin said I should go before dark.”
      A burst of chuckles escaped from the siblings. Raiden scowled at them. “Opal, you shouldn’t have listened to him. He was fooling with you.”
      “I didn’t know it would be so slick.” I shivered. The weak sun floated on the sea, painting a bright ribbon of red light along the waterline.
      “You three stop laughing.” He scolded the glassmakers. “If Kade hadn’t seen her, she would have drowned. Then no one would want to help us!”
      They sobered in an instant.
      “Sorry,” Nodin muttered before they shuffled away to check on the kiln.
      “Now you know to avoid climbing on the rocks.” Zitora smoothed my hair from my face and wiped sand off my cheek. “You’re bleeding.”
      Her finger traced a line of fire across my forehead. She repeated the gesture and the pain disappeared.
      “You’ll have a slight scar, but it could have been worse. You need to wash and change into dry clothes. There’s a freshwater pond behind the stables. Let me know if you have any other injuries.” Her eyes promised to question me further. Probably when we were alone. She left with Raiden to retrieve our saddlebags.
      Tal lingered. He kicked the sand. He peered past my shoulder then back to me. “Before you talk to Kade about what was so important, make sure you thank him first.”
      I glanced behind me. Kade reached the beach with a light hop. He walked toward us. “Thank him?”
      “For saving your life.”
      “Ahh…My bubble of air.”
      “A Stormdancer power.” Bitterness warped Tal’s words. He turned and hurried away.
      I wanted to chase after Tal, especially when Kade drew closer, but I waited for him. Cold fingers of air stroked my wet body, raising goose bumps on my skin.
      His wet tunic and pants clung to his muscular frame, but at least his angry scowl had turned into tired annoyance.
      I braced for his lecture.
      Instead he gave me a wry smile. “Don’t know why I was mad,” he said. “I’ve fished out so many clan members I’ve lost count. And I’m sure you weren’t warned to stay off the rocks. Not that it would change anything. No matter how many times you warn a person, he still has to climb out there just to see for himself.”
      He sighed and gazed out to the horizon. The sea had turned a slate gray.
      “At least I won’t have to fish you out tomorrow. I can save my energy for the storm.”
      “A storm’s coming?”
      “Yep. Nasty one, too. That’s why the waves are so

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