After Aldrid had rested the rest of the night, He dropped out of the tree hoping that Genevieve was safe with Percival. It was first light now, and Aldrid carefully aproached the city. It was as he had feared, "They" crawled all over the place, moaning softly and shuffling, bumping mindlessly into each other and other objects. Aldrid ran a hand through his black shaggy hair, as his Heterochromic eyes focused on an entry point. He would have to be fast, and time it right. A broken stone slab was propped against a wall, ending three feet from a second story window to a house. Aldrid checked to see if the ka-bar and the crowbar were secure. He took a deep breath and let it out, before he sprinted forwards. he rushed past the first few zombies before they could realize what was going on, and made it to the stone slab, by this time, they were turning in his direction. Aldrid ran up the slab, and up a bit of the wall. He extended upwards with a grunt and grabbed the window sill, pulling himself up and in. Falling through the window, he rolled to soften the landing, the crowbar awkwardly biting into his ribs. He winced and pulled it out of the loop, holding it tightly near the middle. He looked about and saw the house was clear, but took no chances. Aldrid ran downstairs and slammed a shoulder into the front door, bursting out onto the mainstreet. He saw a clear path through what is a parking lot across the street. Aldrid ran forward, smashing his crowbar into an errant zombie before continuing. They were slowly closing in, but he used the odd strewen car to his advantage. Running and rolling over the top had caused the zombies to have to go around. That was when Aldrid saw that the grocery store was already looted, but there might be left overs. It was a risk he had to take. Aldrid ran for the store, and smashed the crowbar into one of the glass windows, allowing him entry, to reveal it was as he thought. the store was sparce but there was some left over. He quickly began to fill the sack and exited out the employee's entrance in the back. He sprinted across the alley he was in and vaulted himself up onto a fire escape, scrambling up it and making his way to the roof.
Caroline's eyes snapped open at the first hint of sunshine. She shuddered in the morning chill and sat up with a fluid grace, slowly standing, the blanket slid off her slender body to the floor. She had a good feeling about today, maybe she could catch some prey.
She stepped out into the chilly hall, and padded down it to the front door in absolute silence. She stood for a moment and listened, but there was no sounds except the usual shuffling of undead feet, and the occasional moan. Caroline pushed the door open and stepped outside, her eyes adjusting in mere seconds, and she began to walk a bit confidently. She knew this territroy, this was HER territory. She wandered about like she normally did, searching for any items she might of missed. thats when she saw him. Above, on the roof tops, a young man was, She didnt know what he was up there for, but chances are, he was her next meal. With a soft grin, she crouched down out of sight behind a car and watched him for a moment, before slinking off into her hospital. They always came in here, after all, it had medical supplies, and those humans were always so needy. She slinked through the masses of zombies, darting from car to car, and found herself back inside. How would she kill him this time? the last one died horribly, and didnt give much for sustenance. She really was hungry, and was glad that she had regained her self control. "Maybe, I should... oh I know! I'll make him my pet!" she said out loud her finger touching her cold lips softly, and let out a giggle. "He can live here with me, and If I do it right, will have a constant blood sou-damn, thats right, they all change..." She frowned. "then I guess I'll keep him until he does change? then kill him. Yeah! thats what I'll do!" She giggled and skipped down the hall, preparing the trap.
He looked over and squinted in the early morning light, to see that he was across a parking lot that was filled with "Them" and new that he'd have no better luck anywhere else, if there was nothing there. He ran to the edge of the building and jumped a large gap, catching the side of the next building and continuing around. Soon he came to the end, still on the edge of the parking lot. There was no other way in except to make a mad dash for the entrance. Aldrid hefted himself over the edge and dropped, grabbing a drain pipe, which luckily held his weight. He slid down it an dropped the last few feet, landing with a soft thud and looked about. None seemed to of seen him, He walked to the edge and peeked out into the parking lot. He ran strait out, his heart racing as "they" turned and started shuffling towards him. Aldrid made a wide arc, and saw that they were congesting the door, blocking his route. He ran around the side of the building to reveal the windows too high, and the lower ones barred. With a loud curse, he kept going, only to find that "They" were flooding around him on both sides. Behind him was a chain link fence, luckily and he quickly vaulted it, just to inspire more mindless moaning on the zombies part. He ran down the road, staying close to the fence, trying to draw them away from the building. So far it was working, until he saw that more mobs on his side of the fence were trapping him. Aldrid had no choice, he climbed the fence again, and carefully balanced on it, walking along the fence, arms out to either side to hold his balance, as zombies rattled it, trying to reach him. He soon saw an opening to one of the windows, dropping down he ran as fast as he could, and vaulted himself at it, barely grasping it and pulling himself up before the gap had closed. He tumbled through the window, and seeing it being clear, sat down with a sigh, breathing heavily.
She heard his entrance, and the fact that he was in the room right infront of her. She listened to his breathing and smiled. Hearing the steady rhythm of his heart beat, her pheremones began to execrate, and she began walking again. She entered a room, where she had stashed medicinal items. She peeked out the door and around the corner, seeing he has not left the room yet. She walked over and smeared herself in gore from one of the many corpses, and let out a loud shriek, crying out for help. it helped that her body stopped developing when it did, it was enough to make anyone think it was the cry of a young girl. the bait was set, now she only had to spring the trap...
He froze at the scream, and jumped to his feet, the crowbar ready. He slowly made his way over to the door and pushed it open. Seeing the clear hall he calmly made his way down to the scream which seemed to of come behind a closed door. Who would be in a place like this and what the hell would she scream for? He thought it was the scream of a child, which only put his nerves on edge further. His heart was beating wildly. He looked down at the ring around his neck, and gave it a soft kiss, before pushing open the door to reveal the scene before him.
She saw him standing in the door, a look of utter fear on her face. He had bit the bait and now this little catch was her. Sobbing she threw herself at him, "f-finally! I-I've been hiding here for so long and those... THINGS attacked me!" she wailed, hoping that if she got close enough, he would be paralyzed by the pheromones. Her face was drenched in grime and tears, her clothes dirty and matted. Secretly she was singing for his blood inside of her, but on the outside, she was nothing but a distraught girl, who had no one to turn to in the world, except for a mysterious stranger who happened to chance upon her in the hospital at the right time.
He was surprised at the girl who rushed him, but took no chances. He brought the ka-bar up, his ruthless self taking over, and slashed at her, hard enough to do some serious damage. No one could of survived this long on their own with so many outside, something was missing. Thats when he saw it. a small pile of medical supplies on the table. It was a trap, but for what reason? she was one girl who.... thats when he noticed her features. The skin, the height, the hungry look in her eyes. Thats when he realized, she was one of "Them." No wonder they left her alone!
Aldrid looked about. He had to get away from her, but also needed those supplies. Maybe if her ran a loop? No, by the look of her, she'd just catch him too easily. By the look of her physique, she was built for speed, not power. Maybe he could overpower her in a fight? but she had something for that, he was sure of it, or she wouldnt of survived this long. But what was it? Aldrid rushed forward, not taking any chances, with a bit of a snarl, he brought the ka-bar up to meet her in a backwards slash.
She barely managed to catch his arm, and grinned. It was too late for this puny creature, She was too close for him to do much more. The sweet smell began to execrate from their glands, it was on her breath, as he darted in quick and kissed him on the lips, feeling a strange pleasurable sensation under neath the blood lust. She moaned softly, and slid her tounge into his mouth, gripping him in her vice-like hands. This mortal, she decided, would be her play thing before she devoured him for herself. The pheramones had increased, flooding his nostrils, it was on her breath as she crushed her lips against his, wrapping her free hand around his waist, and pulling him closer, enjoying the sporatic beating of his heart
Aldrid, staggered a bit, his head became hazy and he couldnt see. Suddenly, his lips were meeting someone elses, a tounge exploring his mouth. Aldrid was too suprised, confused, and not to mention completely inable to act. He dropped the knife, feeling his muscles beginning to relax. This was not good, he felt the creatures cold, death grip on his body, and new that though she wasnt much bigger than him, he noticed the difference in strength. Aldrid tried to struggle against her grip, just to find it a losing battle. His knees buckled and he collapsed at the girls feet, breathing heavily and shaking.
She smiled broadly at the boy who now kneeled before her. This is good, her plan is working perfectly! She dropped to her knees infront of him, crushing her lips against his. She felt reminiscant of being human, and was annoyed of some of the changes. Lacking in having her sexual organs was frustrating, and missed having the tingling sensations she'd get once in a while.
Caroline slid her tounge into his mouth, one hand on his, the other started to pluck at his pants. Who cared if she didnt have those anymore, she'll still humor herself. her hands were quick and dexterous, undoing the button to his pants, and sliding down the zipper. Caroline began to massage his crotch, as her pheromones over powered him.
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His body shuddered at the contact with the creature infront of him. He tried to gag on the sweet smell, and the feel of her tounge on his, but was unable to do so. His body was unable to respond, and his thoughts kept getting jumbled up. Aldrid felt her hands in his pants, and groaned slightly as the blood rushed from his head, and involunatirly, had started to get hard against her touch. Aldrid gasped a bit, feeling dizzy, and trying to breathe.
What kind of creature was she? and why was she doing this to him? He tried to get a look at her but the world seemed to spin, and he swayed a bit, unable to steady himself. His eyes welled up, fogging over, and the world took on a dim filmy like look. He knew he had to escape. Aldrid felt the weight of the ka-bar in his hand, and saw the crowbar a little out of reach. Maybe if he gained enough strength to fight back, he could get out of here. But then what? he was barely able to stay concious, let alone move.
He closed his eyes, trying anything to regain some control. His thoughts went to Genevieve back at camp, and he wished that he could be there with her. Holding her in the pale twilight, warming her from the chill of the early morning air. He was so absorbed in the thought, that he didnt notice his lips tingling, began to move on their own accord, responding to the lips against his. Aldrid saw himself, kissing Genevieve, the ring on his neck suddenly growing a bit heavy, and his eyes snapped open. He held his breath, and brought his hand up, smashing his fist into the creatures face.
She felt his fist connect with her face, and went sprawling. It took her a moment to realize he had managed to break through the grasp of the pheromones. Was that possible, to have such will power? Blinking she sat up hissing at him, and pounced before he had a chance to act. Grabbing him, she pinned him to the ground. Leaning over she bit down on his skin hard, feeling the warm rush of blood fill her mouth. She swallowed back the blood greedily, lapping at the bite with a frantic tounge. She loved the taste of his blood, it was warm, and so fresh. He was strong and healthy, his blood tasting clean, unlike the last one. She let out a soft moan of pleasure, grinding her hips against his, as she continued to drain him of his blood. He was going to be hers, she decided, whether He liked it or not!
Aldrid felt the sharp pain of her bite, which only seemed to allow him to focus more. He bucked his hips and rolled, forcing the thing on its back, his hips over top of hers, his legs on either side. Aldrid planted a hand on her neck and forced her head back away, hissing in pain as her fangs tore through her flesh. He moved his other hand down, plunging the ka-bar deep into her ribs, and pulled it out with a twist. He staggered to his feet, quickly doing up his pants, and stumbled a bit, but regained his balance.
She screamed in pain as she felt the knife slide between her ribs. She scrabbled to her feet, one hand clutching at the bleeding wound. It hurt so much. Her eyes narrowed on her prey, leaning heavily against the wall. She staggered forward a bit, hissing at him. She regained her balance as she pushed through the pain. "You will suffer for this, human!" She lunged at him, taking special note of the hand holding the knife, claw like fingers extended for him, wanting to wrap her elongated fingers around his neck, choke the life out of him while she thirsted on his blood.
Vasilla had been listening to the scrap, drawn to it by a child's scream. She had snuck into the hallway and was just outside the door, waiting for her opportune moment to steal this Vampire's food. She was in front of the Human in an instant knocking away the Vampire's strike. She placed her free hand on Aldrid's chest. Pushing him out into the hallway where she blocked the only way out of this room. She growled fiercely at the rather frail looking Vampire that stood before. She moved closer enveloping to doorway as she straightened her back. Her arms puffed out at her sides. Fresh blood on her claws waiting to feel the warmth of more. Her growl deepened seeming to vibrate the air between them. Giving the clear message of 'Back the fuck off'. "I will not hesitate to end your existence if you so much as challenge me." she snarled bearing her mouth full of teeth at her. She was hoping the Human had already began to run. She knew she would already be able to track him down. She had already memorized his scent.
Aldrid was suprised by the sudden force that sent him into the wall. His neck was still bleeding, which wasnt good and he was still dizzy from the pheromones. Aldrid grabbed the crowbar aand started running down the hall when he realized that he still had to get what he was looking for. Aldrid rather than heading for an exit, had started scowering the place. It didn't take long to realize that Caroline had scavenged pretty much all of it. "shit!" he muttered out loud. Aldrid thought for a moment, when he had an idea. That room still had a window, and those... Vampires, thats what she reminded him of, were busy squaring off. Maybe if he could get in through the window then out again? Aldrid had managed to get through that first window, why not a second one? He paced about, unsure as to what he should do. Should he continue to search for other medicinal supplies? where would she of hidden it? In the time he was here to his first encounter, She didnt have much time to prepare, and some of those medicines needed proper storage, so it cant be far. Unless she was fast enough. He deliberated with himself and gave out a sigh, there was no way he could get them and get out with his life, besides she already bit him. Maybe he would become like her? Aldrid paled at the thought. "N-no." He whispered, and he staggered a bit. Tears blurred his vision but he faught them back, taking in deep breaths. Aldrid didnt know how long he had but he knew that he had to do what he could while he had the time. Aldrid ran down a corridor, and found himself in the lobby, "They" were all over, bumping into things, moaning loudly. Some turned in his direction, smelling the blood and he turned and ran. Aldrid made his way to where the emergency entrance was. seeing a paramedic zom-bitch, as he took a habbit of calling them, he smashed the crowbar into its face, then crushed its skull. He pulled the EMT jacket off, seeing it as relatively good repair. throwing it on, he scrambled into the mans pockets, removing the keys to an ambulence. He hopped in and turned the ignition, relieved to hear the engine come to life. Aldrid gunned it, heading through the parking lot, getting away as fast as he could. He was lucky, the ambulance had a near full tank of gas! oh what luck. It might just be enough to get back to Genevieve in time. He felt the ring bouncing on his neck sporatically, and stopped. Undoing the ring from the chain, he slipped the band onto his ring finger, finding it a perfect fit, oddly. Aldrid examined the ring in the light, and kissed it softly, before gunning it again, putting some distance between him and the hospital.
She hissed in anger as her prey escaped, listening as his sporatic heart rate dissapeared down the hall and out of her range. Caroline carefully straightened her posture, smoothing out her outfit before turning her gaze on the new comer infront of her. She smelt the blood, new she had recently fed. She was stronger, and without an escape, Caroline had to play her cards right. She let out a soft sigh and said to the girl infront of her, in a calm, normal sounding voice. "Is there something I can help you with? I was just about to have a meal," she watched the girl infront of her, every movement from how her eyes tracked the smallest actions, to the slight rise and fall as air enters her chest.
"You get out of my territory. I will spare you life this time. I am not so forgiving the next time around." Her eyes conveyed this message as the anger radiated from her. Her hand gripped the frame of the door as she back out hunching herself out of the door. her hand grabbed the door and shut it. Leaving her in the room unscathed something she had not want to do. She punched the door at it's corners warping the door. Stalling the Vamp knowing she would try to follow. Vasilla was hot on the man's scent making sure to cover it up as much as possible. She made sure to not step on the blood drops on the hospital floor. She exited the Hospital through a broken window landing easily on her feet from the fall, her muscles absorbing the impact. She flew through the crowds of uninterested Zombies. She could see the ambulance moving hastily through the city, she knew it was him. Her mouth watered but she stopped her blood lust. Catching up to him she grabbed the Ambulance drive door and ripped it from the vehicle. Without hesitation she grabbed him from the vehicle rather easy for like an idiot male he was not wearing a seat belt. She carried him holding him under her arm and continuing to run with him. "I am not going to kill you child. Do not fear, I am saving your life. Please don't fight my hold on you." She said running on three limbs. She spring loaded herself and shot them up 14 ft as her left arm grabbed the railing of a second story building. She launched them across to another building and continued through the maze of buildings as she spoke to him. "Just close your eyes, do not vomit your precious food, for I am not sure if I can find you your proper replacements. We are almost safe."
He was too groggy to react to the situation effectively so instead he just let her carry him about, being jerked around by a rag doll. He saw the ambulance crash into a wall after being ripped out of the building. Aldrid wasnt worried about throwing up, he was worried bout passing out from blood loss. But questions still flooded his mind... Who is she? why did she save him? If she's one of "Them" which she is by the fact that she's scaling walls so nimbly, then why hasnt she killed him yet? "a spider..." He whispered to himself, and smiled with a bit of amusement. She was wrapping him up and taking him home to a more comfortable location, or to eat later. Aldrid watched the world spin in odd circles, lights dancing before his eyes. What with the pheromones, then the blood loss, Aldrid wasnt going to be awake for much longer. It didnt help that he could barely breathe under her arm, the air constantly being jostled out of him. Never, has he ever been so vulnerable, or unable to act.
She carried him into a building barricading the door behind her and set him gently on a bed. She moved around to the other side of him. Her mouth reached down to his neck and instead of sucking what life remained of him. She licked gently, her saliva instantly clotting the wound on his neck. She soothed him cooing a a song to him, her voice rather sweet compared to the voice he might have heard in the hospital. She moved away from him opening the Cabinets in the room. They were in an apartment complex. The entire room was spotless but you could tell someone had been living there. She dug through the cabinets and found a jar of unopened peanut butter and a can of Cambell's Chunky Beef Stew. She opened the can and found a spoon and was immediately back by his side. She sat beside him and propped him up with her right arm. Her left hand holding the soup with the spoon in it and a jar of peanut butter. "No sleeping, you must eat now." She moved the food towards his face.
Aldrid was too confused to argue, his body was still too strained from the previous encounter. His eyes blurred again as he accepted the food with a shaky hand. "G-genevive, I w-was carried off by ms spider..." He seemed to ramble a little bit, completely incoherent from the over dose on the pheremones. He ate the soup his head clearing a bit. "s-she seems to be nice, this ms. spider, we flew over buildings..." He finished the can, and it dropped from his hands, he swayed a bit as the world spun. wait... Genevieve...Aldrid looked down at the ring and his mind began to focus, recalling his flight from the hospital then ending up here, Hs hand slowly went for the ka-bar, but he stopped himself, making it look like he was only steadying himself. Aldrid was in no condition to fight, and this... Thing was offering him a chance to eat and sleep peacefully. Aldrid bit his lip a bit, the pain shocking him out of his reverie and into reality. his priority would be escape, should it be possible. He needed toget those supplies for Genevieve! "s-she's naked all alone up there. she needs shoes" He seemed to of been rattling off a list to the creature beside him, hoping she would comply, though not letting her know how focused he was. he may not be in a condition to fight, but if things go well, he will in the near future."t-thank you," he ssaid softly, swaying abit for appearances mostly. "I'm Aldrid... what's your name? you're very beautiful by the way." Aldrid was telling the truth, though she may be one of "Them" she was beautiful.
"Vasilla," She said holding him steady she moved to crouch before him at the edge of the bed, her arms still holding him her face even with his. "Your female, she needs shoes? and clothes? Is she hurt like you? I will help." She found her self more than willing to help. She noticed the ring on his hand glancing at it and back up to his eyes. I will do no willing harm to you Aldrid." She opened the peanut butter and spooned some out. "Peanut butter is high in protein, you need it to sustain yourself, and heal." She handed him the jar and spoon. She launched herself back over to the cabinets digging through them puling out medicine bottles setting them on the counter. She opened the fridge and quickly shut it. Without power the food had begun to spoil. Her smell was more than acute and the smell was sickening even to her. She opened again and quickly grabbed a sealed bottle of water from the mess. She grabbed all of the medicine and set them on the bed. "Only take one pain relief pill. They will thin your blood. What size is your wife? I will get her clothes, you as well." she asked crouching again before him, trying to make herself appear less menacing, she wanted so badly for him to accept her. He was a kind male, not like the others..
He blushed at the word wife, eating the peanut butter. "your name, its a beautiful name, and you're not like "Them" are you. are you here alone? a-and she's not my w-wife, er, im not sure her size but she's pretty small, she's only 5' 1" " He seems to think for a moment. Why is he so trusting of her? she's one of them! the ones trying to kill and eat us! but he couldnt help but feel a bit trusting. This girl was odd, she wasnt biting him, or draining him of his blood. instead she was feeding him. Fattening him up before dumping him in the oven more like it! He thought, but no, it didnt seem that way. "So Vasilla, t-thanks again. How long you been here for?"
"I am alone," she decided not to tell him of her pet. "I will bring you back enough clothes that you will not freeze in the coming winter. I will help you carry this all back and I will make sure you are safe until you get to where you go, and I will leave you to copulate and flourish." she moved restlessly at his other question, "That I am not sure of Aldrid, I wish I could answer that for you..." She seemed concerned. "Please, eat as much food as you want, I am going to get you clothing and shoes, and coats for the winter." She began to leave, "Wait, do you have anymore questions?" she asked
He looked at her carefully. He had questions, but now was a time to rest while he still could he shook his head but then stopped her again. "Oh! We'll also need hunting gear, or camping gear, tents pots pans ect. hm... I'll also need a vehicle." Aldrid thought for another moment, what was he missing? "Medical supplies..." He seemed to be thinking out loud. "Snow shoes for sure, and maybe some ski's? damn, er... not tartar sauce," He smiled at the lame excuse for a joke, trying to inject a bit of humor. "We can always talk more when you get back, Vasilla, and again, thank you" He gave a slight nod, truly grateful that she hasnt killed him... yet, but he was worried moreso about if he might change. He knew he was immune to the zombies, but he wasnt sure about vampirism. Suddenly an amused look passes over his face. lycanthropy, thats what it was! Percival was a lycan. It seemed like something out of a novel he would of read as a kid or something, or those sappy lovey "fuck the undead guy first" kind of novels before the outbreak. Aldrid looked out the window and gave a soft sigh. It was already evening, and would be getting dark soon. "no, no questions right now," He said softly.
"Okay, rest well Aldrid. I will return with what I can." She removed the barricade from the door. just enough for the door to slip open and her to exit. She shut the door behind her and moved stealthily through the apartment complex piling clothes in the hall way. She had found other's possessions in other rooms.
Aldrid was absolutely exhausted. he stripped off the EMT jacket, and most of his clothes, wearing nothing but his pants. He knew he was safe for now, and even if he wasnt, not like he could do anything anyways. He made sure the crowbar was close by, and he slept with the ka-bar. If anything was coming at him, at least he would have something. He lay there for a moment, staring at the cieling when suddenly a song burst forth from the tip of his tounge, dancing on his lips and cascading through the room. Aldrid smiled to himself as he sang softly in the pale light. It wasnt soon after he finished his song, that he passed into unconciousness. It was one of those dreams. This time it was Haku... He had come back to find Haku sitting there, bleeding. Aldrid asked him what was wrong, but he said he only cut himself. Soon though they had run out of food, and no way of getting more being stranded on a roof for the last two weeks. Haku only seemed to get worse, and then he got sick. Haku died, and Aldrid, in his desperation had resorted to cannibalism. However, Haku wasnt dead, he came back as one of "them" and Aldrid quickly dispatched him. He then waited out for his turn to die, but it never came. Aldrid returned to eating Haku's flesh, though he was changed. Aldrid sat up suddenly gasping loudly, sweat pouring down his body, panting hard. He was shaking, and srabbled at the key around his neck, fighting back the tears.
While he had slept she had gathered to traveling bags and had filled them. One with Women's clothes and the other with Men's clothes. She had also gathered towels and blankets from the maid's linen closet and had put those together in the room where he slept. She had also packed a ziplock bag full of books of matches and stuffed them into the suit case filled with women's clothes. Vasilla had even stuffed in canned food here and there for him later as a surprise. Hoping it would one day help him and his Wife. She knew he had said that they weren't married, but she could tell he wish there was a priest around. While he slept she had been watching. His temperature rose as his body fought off the other Vampire's poison. She knew the fever would break. As she watched him her throat began burning. She knew she would have to feed otherwise she would condemn him to a life of hell. She was startled by his loud gasp. He was shaking and she stood from her perch and moved to him. using her cool body temperature she pulled him into her body trying to cool him off. "Shhhh it is okay young Aldrid... You will live to see her again." she soothed him hoping to relieve his stress over the day to come.
Aldrid couldnt see. His mind was burned with the image of his dead sister, and he heaved a bit, fighting to keep the little food in his stomach down. "S-she's dead," He whispered. "They killed my sister, I know it was "Them," His voice shuddered and he gulped down some air. He clung to Vasilla tightly, his fingers digging in hard enough to send little pricks of pain through her arm. Aldrid slowly calmed down, and relaxed his grip. He wavered a bit and collapsed against her, his full weight pushing on her. He looked young, as if he had to grow up much too quickly, and never truly experienced being a child. Aldrid muttered softly in his sleep, and shuddered every so often with silent sobs.
She held him, holding him gently against herself. Slowly rocking him back and forth. She brushed his hair back and slowly sang to him. hoping her voice would help him rest easy. Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread, Through shadow to the edge of night, Until the stars are all alight. Mist and shadow, Cloud and shade All shall fade, all shall fade. www.youtube.com/watch?v=md8VDETzoFY