t against his skin, alleviating the warmth of the sun, which he had not expected after the winter of the city. His eyes roved the sky as he flew, but nothing appeared and he soon landed beside his brother on the second stone circle.
“That was too easy – an ominous beginning.” Never turned a slow circle, still searching the sky.
“Then let’s try for the next one, before something happens.”
This time they flew together, bursting through several clouds before reaching the third step. It was broader than the rest and bore the same rune in its centre. Yet this offered no clue. Snow paced while Never pulled a wing close and examined his feathers a moment, straightening several.
“There has to be something we are overlooking,” Snow said.
“I agree.”
“Then help me think, brother.”
Never strode
