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XXXVI : Wings Clipped, Heart Beating
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My fingers gripped Aaric's sweater tightly, my body still feeling limp even as I tried to control my ragged breathing.Horror crept along my spine, the air was getting thinner.Aaric remained silent.His firm hand was still on my back, holding me up. But I could feel his body stiffening, his jaw hardening as he reread the writing on the paper.Then, without warning, he crumpled the paper in his hands and threw it into the fireplace in the corner of the room. The flames immediately devoured the paper, leaving black ash flying.I was still trapped in my fear when Aaric turned around, picked up the box containing the dead bird, and carried it outside.I stared at him with my breath still in my throat. "What are you doing?" I whispered.Aaric didn't answer. He opened the back door and tossed the box into a large trash can, closing it with a loud bang that made me flinch.When he came back inside, his face was full of eerie calm."Who knew you lived here?" he asked, his voice deep, sharp.
