She's Gone

Back to the Present:

Disseus was holding Nim. And she felt small and weightless in his arms. Warm to the touch and pressed against him. As if needing his heat.

His eyes were scanning the treeline. As much as he was enjoying the feel of her, and he was, his body as clearly reacting, he was intent on the rustling in the trees just beyond sight.

They’re there.

He’d been right.

There are Battling Dogs out there. Or Battling demons...

But they didn't close in. For whatever reason... Which was worrisome. He didn’t particularly favor when demons became unpredictable.

What are they waiting for?

Unable to resist, his eyes slid down to look at Nealinim’s profile.

At some point during the night, she’d finally fallen asleep.

After much flailing and combatting whatever nightmares haunt her.

He wondered what it felt like for her to be in the arms of her former lover.

What does she think, when I hold her again?

Clearly, she was comforted. It was the first he could recall of her sleeping so deeply.

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