((Continuation from Prompt: Salt))
She looked around. A sense of relief washed through her siblings within the range of her empathy. Many tinged with shock to be alive.
“It's over, sister.” Her brother smiled, though she could feel a similar tempest swirling through him.
She clasped his hands, wanting to agree but unable to form the words. She pulled him into a hug. Relieved to feel her family, able to touch them, able to carry on despite their makers threats.
She felt a similar joy in her brother as they embraced, blooming against each other until they couldn't help but release it in laughter.
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