Holy Pie

Xenia woke up in darkness, surprised to see that the sun had gone down and the moon shone in the sky. She looked down to realize that someone had dressed her, and her wounds had already healed.

“How long have we been down?” Xenia asked Nova.

“A while, I believe,” Nova responded. “Like I said. It is not something I recommend doing. It takes a piece of you every time.”

“Right,” Xenia nodded. “Then I guess we have to hope it was enough. For now, we focus on rescuing my mother.”

Xenia exited the bed and nearly stumbled onto the floor. She grabbed the bedpost to steady herself. She knew Nova said they would be weak, but this was more than just strength. Her stomach grumbled as a response. Hunger. She lifted her head in the air and sniffed it. She was going to have to get used to doing that.

The smell of food was strong. Xenia followed the scent to the door, and in a flash, she stood in front of it. The movement took her breath away as she leaned against the door, trying to catch her