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A Moment of Silence
He drew a long breath and began carrying her.
He found one of the dead harbingers and stole his pants. Collecting Nim again and aiming back in the direction of the cabin.
It was going to take a long while on foot if he couldn’t find where Nim had originally tied up her horse.
He whistled a few times and heard a responding huff and prancing.
He veered that direction and was very grateful to see the mount coming into view from between a couple large trees.
She concealed it well.
He looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms.
Her dark lashes rested against her cheek. One arm dangling stiffly from her side.
“You’ll be okay, Sweetheart.” He lifted her enough to press his forehead to hers, reassuringly. “Rest. I have you.”
Somewhere in Nim’s numbed subconscious she heard the soothing words. Felt the reassuring push of something flat to her face. Feeling so familiar, that she knew instantly what it was.
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