บท 33: The strange lady

“This is the place I took you the night you were in heat,” Irvin whispered, giving a light squeeze to Zadkiel’s hand.

After their little picnic at the cottage where Irvin had locked Abel in, on the night he brought them here, they walked down to the river bank where they sat the night and talked calmly for the first time.

Heavy clouds were covering the sky and a steady wind was blowing, making the trees dance and leaves float in freedom. The woods looked more beautiful in the dim light of the setting day and the clouds that could shower on them any time made it more excited.

The river was enjoying itself, singing a song as it splashed across the big rocks in its way. The water was cold and clean but the sound it made was enough to soothe the nerves of any listener.

“That seems like ages ago.” Zadkiel chuckled sitting on the rock where they sat before. Irvin plopped down beside him. He grabbed Zadkiel’s hand which made the younger turn his head to him.