Chapter 4 – Obsidian TowerThe morning came too soon. Evelyn stirred before burying herself deeper in the warmth. It had been a while since she had such a comfortable feeling. Her sleep was deep and undisturbed. The darkness and lack of imagination was spectacular. That was the best way to sleep. Not feeling the time pass until consciousness the next day.
Crackling of a strong fire stirred her to take a peek. Darrow sat cooking and looking forlorn. The soup itself didn't have much smell, but it was enough to cause a growl. She hadn't eaten since the granola bar, which was longer than she had ever gone without food. He took a glance when she crawled out of bed. It was quick and she could have missed it. The solemn mood was off. She had pegged him as cocky and irritable. Sadness did not beco
