The wind was brushing through my hair. The summer morning sun was slowly scorching my skin. Gabriel had to feel hot, having such a fur as he did. Dantalion kept flying in front of us. The meadows were without anyone around, there were no roads to take, either. Just yellow-green grass. Finally, Dantalion seemed to slow down. It looked like there was a small house on the horizon. We kept getting closer and closer. Finally, when we arrived, it was no house. It was a couple of stones put into some kind of a regular shape. Dantalion was standing in front of them, not entering.
"Here we are. The rest is up to you, miss Ariadne." At his words, Gabriel slowly laid down to make it easier for me to get down and stand on my feet again. I didn't feel like letting go of his soft warm fur...
I jumped
