Jude reached toward one of the blooms, and as his fingers brushed the inside, the symbol flashed and burned itself into the air before them, hovering, spinning, shimmering. Then another flared from Emma's flower. Then another, when Natalie's fingers followed.
The three symbols floated there, glowing and spinning, casting strange shadows across their bodies.
Scarlet whispered, "They're speaking."
Zoey tilted her head, watching the symbols spin. "Not with words."
"No," Sophie said, voice thick. "With knowing."
Jude's vision blurred, then cleared. And suddenly he understood .
"They're pieces of a map."
Lucy gasped. "A map to what?"
"Not a place," Rose said slowly, her hand rising toward the symbols. "A purpose."