I was exhausted and I wanted nothing more than to lie in the ground and sleep. But I wasn't sure if I could, not when we are so close to ending this quest.
I was shivering. The cold, damp air, along with the water that was still all over us, was not something that I, who lived in a place that was as hot as Jaffa, was used to. But I did not complain. I stole a glance at Lyana, Magat, and Amias. They, too, were shivering, but their eyes were shut and I could see their chests rise and fall, indicating that they were asleep.
The sun was rising slowly in the East. Soon, its light would reach the island and the warmth would dry our clothes, but I would rather be warm if it meant being dry. I know it's a strange way of thinking, but getting wet was not something I enjoyed.
I lay as a silent ob
