I loved those detailed observations/key-points.

Your brother's wound was open, but it didn't seem to be painful in any way.

He seemed to say "now, we'll fly", though his mouth didn't move.

"...before gently and with absolute precision, dug its talons into my brother's face".

The silent roar...!

When it comes to dreams, of course the interpretation is subjective. This was something like a wake-up call. Like a crow/your Self/ whatever saying in its way "what the fuck are you doing staying stuck in this condition", " I saw that you don't do much to move on, so I came to grab you and drag you out of it", and so on-- "because you have forgotten that you can fly".

Did you also have the feeling afterwards that your body was hovering while you were dreaming? : )