Chapter FourKiera sat perfectly still and kept her eyes closed. Her eyes remained closed even when she could feel the first rays of the sun on her face and knew that if she were to open her eyes, she would witness a glorious sunrise over Bodmin Moor. However, she wasn’t freezing her butt off for the views, so she resisted the temptation.
She spread her fingers into the damp grass and felt the faint warmth from the sun transform into something more tangible. She dug her fingers into the hard soil and felt a connection that, for a moment at least, blocked out everything else. She could no longer hear the steady bluster of the wind, or the call of a bird nesting in a tree a few metres away, or the crash of staffs as Jack and Kitto battled round the other side of the house.
The cold had also
