The Wielder Diaries: The Fall

Tightening my grip, I whispered against the winds, "Find help, Nan. Hurry."
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"Air Attuning, its magic, is the weakest by far."
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The light of the crystal flickered.
Reflecting under the sun, a glittery trail of chipped material fell down the tower's side.
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Time. . . we had time.
Numb, the noise from the world had fallen away.

~Time warps and mysteries deepen. Our heroes struggle to unite and face
a terrible choice among revealing twists.