Rain knew that she had a talent for the Sorcery of Names. In fact, she was more or less born to be a Shaper.
Humans all spoke the same language these days, but before the Dark Times, people of Earth had spoken all kinds of them. Pieces of these languages still remained, passed down among family members for generations, and academics had to learn the basics of a few if they wished to study the past. Of course, there were powerful machines capable of translating ancient texts for them, as well.
Then there was the Dream Realm and the Nightmare Spell, which translated the dead languages of the fallen civilizations for the Awakened. There was the language that the Nightmare Spell itself used, too.
Rain had not understood why her brother insisted on teaching her these dead languages, but in hindsight, it was a very useful skill to have.
