Answer:
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
You must keep this thing. Its loss will affect your brothers. For once yours is lost, it will soon be lost by others.
I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt, my merest touch brings laughter.
In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still I run and run.