The Heart of a Thief: You're Blushing by FriendsForFood, literature
Literature
The Heart of a Thief: You're Blushing
Chapter 4: You're Blushing
Isabella slowly opened her eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the sunlight glittering between the leaves of the tree above her.
She sat up and stretched her arm above her head, holding onto her elbow with the other hand.
Once she had finished her stretch, she combed her fingers through her hair.
After letting out a content sigh, she leaned back and relaxed, holding up her weight with her arms as she let the sunshine warm her cheeks and neck.
Feeling more at ease than she felt she had in a while, she began to hum a small tune that she made up in her head as she went. She suddenly stopped when she sa
I tug at the end of my sleeve as you don your deep green cloak. The night outside is so cold, but you insist that we'll be fine walking through the woods, since the wind cannot blow so heavily through the trees.
But the cold is not what bothers me.
The elders of our village have told legends, for years now, that only once a night every year, there are creatures that lurk in the shadows of the trees through the very woods that you say are safe. No, the problem on my mind now is this:
Do I remember that night being tonight?
I don't say anything, since I trust you with my life. You see my worried expression, and tell me with a gentl