~BROOKE~
It doesn't occur to me until it is too late. Whatever thing Wren does, no matter how stupid it appears to be is every step forward into the being she is to become— the being she is. At first it is the voices. She has already walked through that step. Seeing things that aren't there is the next step.
I walk after her quickly and stand before her blocking her way. Her look is deep, searching beyond me and around us. Her eyes turn slightly, her irises changing color into fiery orange. I don't think she realizes it happens but right away, it hits me.
"Wren?" I touch her shoulder. She looks at me briefly without saying a word and looks away. It's almost like I am invisible to her. I shake her firmly. "Wren!"
"Oh hell!" Sage exclaims as she joins me.
"When exactly is your eight
