Miles
“Faith?” I brushed my finger down her cheek, marvelling at the feel of her smooth skin. Her face was warm. In fact it was pleasant in the cocoon of her wings.
She had saved us both. There was no denying that. Without her wings we would have both froze to death.
What was the old human world saying? When hell freezes over? Well that day had come.
“Faith.” I tried again replacing my fingers with my lips and she finally stirred. Her eyes fluttered open. “Faith it’s morning, we have to get moving.” However cosy it was laying here with her I knew we couldn’t stay here. It wasn’t safe and I doubted we could last another night. Not out in the open with no supplies and no shelter.
Which meant we had to get going if we had any chance of reaching the coast before sundown.
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