The night was still young but the crickets were already out chirping rhythmically to the voice of the fire crackling as it burnt down the woods and dry leaves gradually. Bruce was seated on a stone at a corner outside the cave, beside him was Elora who seemed to be lost in thought.
"You seem to have a lot in your mind lately, care to share?"
With a long stare at Bruce, followed by a period of intense silence Elora heaved a heavy sigh of relief and looked away almost immediately.
"Seth is the only one I have. I would never forgive myself if anything should happen to him." Elora managed to say after a long period of silence. Suddenly she got really tired of sitting down and stood up. Then she moved away from the fire towards the cliff. Bruce stood up later and walked up to her.
