Ten
He could sense his whole body now. It felt strange, and there was pleasure in rotating long bones and flexing strong muscles. He could follow energy, too, as it pumped around his system. There was not a great deal of it, and he was careful to preserve what he had. He knew that he needed more.
Neither being had returned for some time, though. There was only himself, and his brother. That was how he thought of the other life in the room—a brother. Kin. And when he reached out now, there was a response. Nothing much, but something like to recognition.
A word floated in his mind. It was harsh at the start, but became softer as it tailed out. It repeated, and he knew it was important.
He could not force the meaning, though. So he relaxed, and he concentrated on his body. The covers st
