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Twig Snap lay curled up sleeping peacefully, her left hand tucked firmly under Boravar’s hand and her head on his big shoulder. It was actually a bit too high to be a perfect pillow but it was good enough.
Suddenly she was jolted awake. As she opened bleary eyes, her momentary reaction was to recoil in shock at the sight of the huge sorcerer but even before she could pull her hand away, she remembered where she was and wondered what had woken her.
Another jolt juddered through Boravar. She peered anxiously at him and noticed that there was a blue tinge around his lips. When another jolt shook him, her mind screamed for help.
Tarkyn arrived at a flat run almost immediately. Twig Snap didn’t have time to wonder how he had responded so fast.
“Something is wrong. He keeps jolting. Plea
