But who said that thought is material? Whoever it is, this man is a genius. Because two figures appeared ahead. At first it was not clear, they go towards me, or from me. It turned out that the second. I quickly caught up with them and having approached a little more, I was able to see the pair more closely. The travelers were a man and a woman, they were simply dressed and loaded with luggage, and the woman was also very lame in her right leg. The reason for such a low speed immediately became obvious.
As the gracious goddess ordered, or rather, the prioress on her behalf, the priestess should help people wherever she needs her help. Helping them clearly does not hurt. Coming even closer, I decided to announce about myself in advance.
- Hello, - and, waiting for them to turn around, added, - Easy road.
Now it was possible to examine them in detail, the man turned out to be middle-aged, with a barely grayish gray, his face was tired but affable, they immediately attracted to themselves. And the woman was very young, she would have given her about seventeen or eighteen, with light blond strands sticking out from under her headscarf, and her eyes were brown, like a man's. Obviously father and daughter.
“And we salute the young priestess.”
The man smiled, and the girl bowed slightly.
“As you quickly understand who I am,” bowing in response, I finally approached them.
“Though you don’t have temple clothes, you don’t have to travel in white, but don’t confuse your staff with blue ribbons.”
The man was right, in the white and blue clothes of the priestess it is extremely inconvenient not only to travel, but also to do everything else, so she was used only for official ceremonies and holidays. For everyday affairs was quite ordinary, good-quality, secular clothes. But all the girls tied the blue ribbons on the sleeves or on the staff. I, of course, did the same.
The man, meanwhile, continued:
- But what is the easy road there. Daughter, here, I sprained my leg, we couldn’t get home to the farm today, - the man suddenly became gloomy, - But okay, home, as if something serious was not with her. Can you help us?
“I will do everything I can,” bowing slightly, I turned to the girl, “Can I see?”
Sitting down by the road, I pulled off her shoes. Her foot was swollen and surely sore, but the farmer’s daughter didn’t threaten anything serious. The only thing that the foot needed was rest, which was impossible, so the help of the priestess would be very helpful. Putting my palm to the swollen place, I closed my eyes and began to whisper a prayer. Appealing to a goddess was not necessary, the healing spell would work from the touch and concentration of the priestess, but during the years of training this has become a habit, and it makes a greater impression on the villagers. It happened this time. Removing the palm and once again examining the leg of the girl, I was satisfied with my work, the last remained.
- Try to get up.
The girl gently raised herself, at first hesitantly stepped on an already cured leg, then her face lit up with joy. A few more times leaning, she jumped, then again.
- Passed, - she turned to her father, - no longer hurts. Just like a miracle.
- The most usual miracle.
Maybe it was a hint of gratitude, but what to do, I'm not a saint. For the sake of such moments, I went to the temple, to see how the recovered person rejoices, even if it is just a sprained ankle. My strength is only enough for such miracles, but for them it is already very much.
- Oh, sorry, - the girl bowed deeply, - thank you very much, I do not know what would have happened without you.
- How can we thank you? - the girl's father was more practical.
- Throw, I was not at all a burden. And besides, the goddess orders to help travelers.
In that case, I just thank you and invite you to our campfire for dinner, ”the farmer bowed.
- For dinner?
The man first looked at me with a blank look, but then his confusion gave way to insight.
- So you do not know. We will not get to the house before the light, which means you too. This road leads only to the village and to our farm, which is not far from it. And if you set off from the very dawn, then the person on foot will get there exactly by sunset. My daughter sprained her leg, so we do not have time, and you came out late, so today you will not see the village.
This information was a bit sad, it seems that I will have to spend more on this business for a day than I expected. I didn’t want to spend a miracle on lighting the night road, it looked like waste, and even more in the afternoon, less in the afternoon, it’s not scary. On the way back, I certainly will not allow such an error. Well, now remains the only correct option.
“I gladly accept your offer,” I bowed again, I finished.
- That's nice, so we take care of you.
When the gratitude and thanks were done, the three of us moved on. The farmer turned out to be very talkative, as indeed, all the villagers in the suburbs, the guests with them are not a frequent occurrence. First, he spoke in detail about his family, that his son remained to work on the field, and he still won’t interfere with his help in the city, so he took his daughter. Yes, and it’s already necessary to marry her, but not so many suitable suitors, which served as an additional reason to take the girl to the city. In general, I just had to do round eyes in surprise and groan in the right moments, the man charged the rest of the entertaining conversation.
- But I have long wanted to ask. Are priestesses getting married?
- This is not prohibited, but ... It does not always come out.
- How is that?
- Very often, orphans go to the temple, in whom this gift is revealed, and if there are no parents, then there is not a lot of dowry. In addition, we learn so much to help people. Always on the road, often mercenaries take us to the detachments, there are always wounded after the battles, there is no time for marriage. Although it also happens that it is in such places that they meet their betrothed, common adversities bring them together.
- Wow, have you already been in battles? - the girl was in anticipation, apparently she missed the rest of the rest.
- I once fulfilled the guild contract. We were five, and almost all that concerns the battle, took over the men. I did what I had to - cured everyone when it was all over. So decide if I was in a battle.
From the tense face of the farmer’s daughter, it was obvious that she seriously set out to solve this riddle, to which I only grinned. Simple and open girl, someone will surely get lucky with his wife.
Meanwhile, it was becoming more and more difficult to go, the road was almost not visible.
- It's time to stop, - the farmer, came to the same conclusion, - Look under that tree and spend the night.
We began to prepare for the night. While the farmer made a bonfire, his daughter prepared utensils and food to cook dinner. And I must admit, she did it quite well, the food was simple, but this did not stop me from enjoying everything they offered, the pieces literally melted in my mouth. For the sake of such a dinner it was not a pity to spend the night under the open sky. If only the rain did not start, the only thing that could darken the moment.
“Forgive me for being so little,” the girl gave the last batch, “we thought we would have dinner at home and took almost nothing.” And that, that dad insisted.
“Just in case,” the farmer raised his finger, “there he is ...”
happened
- That you are more than enough for me, and the food is tastier, I have not eaten for a long time. Besides, I need to observe the waist, - I smiled, the girl understands.
- Yes, you are a prominent woman. Everything, so to speak, with you. Forgive my simplicity, - the farmer was embarrassed for a second, suddenly blinked too much.
- Nothing, thanks for the compliment. I'm not only a priestess, but also a woman.
Well, yes, I am a woman visible. Long, blond hair, colors of ripe wheat, blue eyes, regular work and travel keep the waist narrow, and the chest and hips on the contrary, lush. Even the superior said that I have everything to become a good wife and mother. Everything except her husband. But I was not going to despair; there are a lot of decent men in the guild, and I will definitely find him.
- I just remembered that you are not the only one ...
Something was heard from the dark or it seemed to me. Everyone was silent, listening.
- Something happened?
—... No, it seemed likely. I said that ...
A figure leaped out of the darkness and pounced on the man, followed by another. In the blink of an eye, the lighted space around the fire was filled with low, strange figures. Goblins, finally I was able to understand who it is.
The farmer shouted loudly and grabbed his side, but still fought off the goblins who were pressing against him. The farmer’s daughter screamed, and another grabbed her. Two jumped on me. The staff immediately flashed a bright light, blinding the attackers. Their second confusion was enough to poke one in the stomach and, having seized the staff with both hands, to smash the skull with the second with a swing. I always have time to finish off the first one, until it is dangerous, it was necessary to save the satellites. Running up to the farmer, I sharply hit one of the goblins on the leg, I heard a crunch, obviously a fracture. The goblin screamed and let the man go.
Feeling that his hand was free, the farmer hit his fist with all his might and the goblin went unconscious on the ground. There was the last one who managed to pull the girl out of the bright spot of the fire. Fortunately, she screamed and clearly resisted, finding them was not difficult. Another spell of light and I can already see the blinking goblin, who threw his prey back and swung a little rusty ax. The blow fell on the staff. Although goblins are compared to adolescents, people often do not realize how strong adolescents and goblins can be. From his blow, his hands were slightly numb, fortunately for the second strike, he also decided to wipe wider, and paid for it. The stab in the stomach and the goblin bend in two, dropping the ax. The second blow and he will not touch anyone else, ever. If I am a priestess, this does not mean that I can not protect myself.
- Are you okay? Can you go yourself? - the spell of light went out and I no longer saw the girl.
“Yeah," came her trembling voice from the darkness.
- Well, you need to finish the rest and help your father. Everything will be fine.
First of all, I returned to my place, aspiring goblin. He lay in the same place where I left him. Seeing that I came up and raised the staff to strike, he trembled with his whole body, and his disgusting face expressed only horror. He looked so miserable and did not at all resemble those monsters that they had just attacked at night at the three peaceful travelers, that the hand dropped by itself. He apparently did not believe in his luck and did not move, then I waved my hand, driving away. He understood this and began to slowly back up, still not rising to his feet. When he finally disappeared from the lighted area, I turned to the farmer. The daughter was already beside him.
“They hurt my dad,” the girl’s voice trembled, it was obvious that she was about to cry.
- I will cure him now, do not worry. Just do not touch anything, the weapon may be poisoned. I will check first.
Taking a step forward, the world suddenly floated, and the hair on the back of my head became wet and stuck together. The earth was approaching my face sharply and at the last moment I managed to put my hands up. My head was buzzing, I did not immediately understand what had happened. Turning my head, I immediately received a second blow. Above me stood that goblin with a stone in his hand. The blow went inaccurate and now the left cheekbone was burning with fire, blood began to flow. But the goblin did not intend to stop, I tried to shield myself, but my hands obeyed poorly. The last blow to the temple plunged the whole world into darkness.
Awakening occurred gradually, dizzy, the whole body seemed to refuse to obey. My back hurt, but I didn’t remember when I had time to scratch it, and the coldness of the sand and the sharpness of the small stones on which I lay were well felt through the holes in the clothes. Must have been dragging me. So, the opportunity to think comes back, not everything is so bad, it's time to find out what is happening. Opening his eyes ... nothing has changed, all the same pitch black. I tried to hold my hand in front of my eyes. Nothing. They must have been dragged into a dark room, but I was not blinded. And at this moment the picture began to clear up. Goblins, the picture of the attack immediately surfaced before the eyes, the wounded farmer, his daughter and the monster with a stone in his paw, the monster I regretted. The temple showed dried blood and a new bout of pain from touch. It was all really.
Finally, the ringing in the ears began to subside and other sounds, terrible sounds, gradually appeared.
- NO, I DO NOT NAAADOO, I BEG!
The voice belonged to that same farmer’s daughter, no doubt. She sobbed and asked for someone. The answer was some squeaky voices and a strange sound, as if someone was tearing the fabric.
Finally, the picture came together and, with the realization of this, the heart began to beat with a frantic frequency. Jumping to my feet, I rushed to the source of the sounds, I need to do something, yet I don’t know what, but I just don’t lie back.
A sharp blow to my leg interrupted all plans, crying out a sharp pain, I fell back to the ground, face down in the sand. Climbing up the second time, I immediately got hit in the stomach, so strong that I stopped breathing. Then another blow, on the back, on the arms. The blows fell from the dark like hail, from different sides, without stopping. At first I tried to fight back, waved my hands, but in this darkness I didn’t even see how many goblins around me, and this didn’t disturb them at all. In the end, exhausted from the pain, I just covered my head with my hands and curled up, waiting for this execution to end. Apparently, they expected it. The blows immediately stopped. Many clawed paws clung to my clothes and began to tear it into pieces. Their every touch scratched their skin, leaving a bruise, their every touch hurt. But they didn’t stop until nothing was left on me. I lay on the ground completely naked and beaten. There was no strength to resist.
Meanwhile, the goblins were not going to stop, grabbing my arms and legs, they spread them apart, I was crucified on this cold sand, firmly held and helpless. The heart shackled the horror, and the howls of the girl, with whom the same thing happened, somewhere very close, made the whole body shrink.
For the thighs, they grabbed a larger paw, scratching the delicate skin and lifting the pelvis higher. Last attempts to break free, last attempts to do at least something. Unsuccessfully. Out of desperation, I just closed my eyes. A sharp pain pierced the whole body, the monster entered me, without a hint of tenderness. His movements were sharp and arrogant. Nearby once again screamed the girl.
- PLEASE! SAVE, ANYONE!
I bit my lip as hard as I could, I felt a metallic taste in my mouth. I will not scream, even though you will not get it from me. I will not give you this pleasure. However, with each movement of the member in me, it was harder to keep that promise. Each push in my pussy gave pain and if nailed to the ground. Tears flowed from their own eyes. At that moment everything was dissolved. Priestess, mercenary guild, quests and hikes. There was only a weak woman being raped in a dark cave. Weeping and helpless. It only remained to wait for this monster to be filled with it.
Finally it happened, with a loud cry the goblin finished, ...
I felt his seed beating in me. He finished as abruptly as he began, taking out his penis, he let me go, leaving only the pain between my legs and in my whole body. I felt his sperm flow out of me and all I could do was breathe a sigh of relief from the fact that it was all over. But feeling the second pair of paws on their thighs, the realization that everything is far from complete, made me howl inwardly from despair. The leader was satisfied and it was time the rest of the nest. The farmer’s daughter no longer screamed, tearing her voice away, she just sobbed to the beat of the movements of her tormentors. They raped us ... Hours, days? In this pitch darkness, torture seemed like an eternity. In place of one clawed paws, others came, the place of one member in me, occupied the other. And they did not seem to end. I didn’t need light to feel how my legs turn into a bloody mess from the touches of these dirty clawed paws, every movement in my pussy gave me more and more pain. There was no end to this nightmare, until, finally, consciousness regained its compassion and fell into the abyss. I never made a sound.
- Mrs. priestess. Madame priestess, are you there? Please say something, - the girl's voice was low, barely discernible, - Answer me, please, I do not want to be alone.
I barely opened my eyelids, the body was like a stranger, battered and chilled, it refused to obey. How long have I been unconscious? Judging by the sensations, the wounds did not bleed and became covered with a crust, but an infection could get into them. If so, then you need to run faster from here, while I am still capable of it.
- Mrs. priestess.
“I'm here,” I opened my dried lips, “are you whole?”
- They killed dad.
Even in her whisper it was clear that the girl could barely hold on and hear at least someone other than herself. Making an effort, I rolled onto my stomach and picked up my legs.
- Reach a hand forward and keep talking. I'm near.
I slowly crawled toward her voice, fumbling with my hand in front of me, hoping to find the girl.
“It hurts,” she whimpered, “it hurts so much.”
“Me too,” I moved forward, centimeter by centimeter, “me too.”
Finally managed to grope her hand, dirty, trembling. Sensing my touch, the farmer’s daughter clung to me like a drowning man in a branch thrown to his aid. Unfortunately, this is all that I could help, not to leave the girl alone with his grief, in this pitch hell.
- Everything will be fine. We will be saved.
- Do not leave me, please.
Suddenly, I felt a paw clasping my ankle. With a strong jerk, she pulled me back. The girl felt it and squeezed my hand even more.
“I am near, do not be afraid,” I cheered her for the last time, although I couldn’t fear myself.
A sharp blow with something heavy broke our connection. The enormous pain and crunch of broken fingers was accompanied by another attempt to pull me back. I screamed loudly and tried to press the injured hand to me. It was terribly painful, unexpected, and from that even more scary. The new day of torture has begun.
This time the clawed paws did not turn me on my back, they just lifted my ass to the top, I felt the member with my skin, I felt WHERE this cock was aiming for. My lungs tightened in horror, it seemed that I would suffocate now, unable to take a breath. It would probably be for the best.
- No, do not. Please, - a sharp pain pierced the torn ass, - Aaaaargh. PAINFULLY!!
I screamed that I was strong, struggled and struggled, but could not do anything with this hellish pain and humiliation. A member of the goblin leader went inside me, tearing the anus, blood began to flow, and the darkness around me just swarmed with loud creaking sounds. The goblins laughed, and I sobbed.
When he finally finished and filled my body once again with a part of himself, the rest did not take his place, the goblins let me go and dissolved in the dark. Whimpering quietly, I curled up and, cracking my wounded hand, I tried to cure anything.
I do not know how many times I tried, nothing came out, all attempts to concentrate ended in the sensation of pain in my torn priest and goblin seed in her. At some point, I couldn’t portray courage anymore. Hugging my knees with my hands, I began to cry softly.
The next time I woke up from a mad cold, my body was trembling and I could not calm him down. The infection in the wounds must have done its job, my fever has started. I cried my heartache and it became a little easier, so it was necessary to deal with a new scourge, otherwise I would not live long enough to save me. Making an effort on myself, I tried to concentrate. It took time, but I did it. I felt like the heat gradually began to subside. Unfortunately, it was impossible to warm up so coldly, the cold of this cave, like an ancient vampire, pulled out all its strength, slowly and irrevocably. I was very thirsty. After clarity returned to my head, there was some kind of anxiety inside, something bothering me besides this whole nightmare, but what exactly was not clear. Until finally it came to me, I have not heard anything for a long time, except for my breathing. The quiet cry of the girl disappeared somewhere, he was no more. Did she ... managed to somehow run ?!
The more I thought about it, the more obsessive this thought became. Goblins probably leave their nest, get food, they also need to eat. What if she was lucky to slip through at this moment? Then I have to do it too.
Lifting myself on all fours, I stumbled. It was going slowly, but it was going, and I was walking, or rather crawling, leaning on my knees and one elbow, my other hand was pressed to my chest, it was too painful to use. But nothing, you just need to leave this place, and then I will cure everything, and everything will be as before. Necessarily will.
Although I had no idea which way the exit was, the fact that I hadn’t yet hit the wall gave me hope. After some time, it began to seem that I feel the wind blowing through my skin. Exit close, I began to sort out the limbs with redoubled effort. A little more and the exit from the cave should seem, this bright piece of the world, inaccessible here. I will see the sun again soon.
This bright hope, like my hand, buried in something soft. The leg is small and clawed, and next is another. Goblin stood right in front of her. On the sides he heard more steps, soft, subtle, they surrounded me. Her head drooped by itself and buried its forehead in the sand, shattering hope into smithereens. She did not run away, of course she could not have escaped, as I could not. Naive Durra.
- You are welcome. I can not take it anymore. I have to see the sun, - my voice was shaking, I barely restrained, - I beg you, I beg you, let me see the light.
Of course they did not answer, but I desperately hoped that the goddess would take pity on me.
“Light,” came the creaky of darkness.
I looked up, not fully aware of what had happened.
“Light,” the darkness repeated.
“Yes, yes, light, please,” my heart began to beat faster, “light.”
Some movement was heard, “Light, light” echoed several times from the walls of the cave. It only remained to hope. Suddenly, someone grabbed my hair and pulled me back hard, lifting me off the ground. When the goblin thought it was enough, a foot rested on my back. I was on all fours with my head snapped up. It was painful and it was impossible to turn around. Then I heard the sound of stones hitting and immediately behind them I saw sparks, tiny as if fireflies, they appeared along with the sound and immediately disappeared. Goblins carved fire. A few more attempts and a flame broke out, it was a torch.
Unaccustomed, the flame of the torch blinded, but I looked at him with gratitude. The big goblin, holding the torch, most likely was the leader, he was larger than the rest of his fellows and fully corresponded to an adult. At this, the resemblance to people ended, in the uneven light of the flashes of fire, he seemed even more terrible, his skin was marshy, the pointy face, that terrible grin, it seemed that he was silently laughing at me. And the eyes, these yellow ...
eyes of a monster.
The leader came close, holding the torch in front of my face, I could feel the heat emanating from the fire for the first time since I became a prisoner in this place. Then, he pulled the fire closer, the joy of what was happening gradually began to be replaced by anxiety. I tried to turn away, but the goblin holding me did not let me do it. I squinted at the leader.
“Light,” his grin increased even more.
At the same time, the torch was buried in the eyelid, burning it, burning out the eye.
“Light,” the leader repeated once more.
My cry scattered across the cave, bouncing off the walls and coming back, forming a chorus of pain and despair. The grip loosened, the goblins retreated and left me alone. I pressed my palms to the burned face, to the burned eyes and screamed, screamed at the top of my lungs, rolling on the ground. I screamed until I lost my voice and it didn’t turn into a rattle. Fought in impotence, as long as she could. The goblins took the last from me.
I didn’t try to run away anymore, didn’t try to talk to them, I stopped calling for the farmer’s daughter. Just lay and meekly waited when the leader again wants to have fun with his toy. And he came. Taking me by the chin, he opened my mouth and thrust something. It is a chewed piece of meat, soft and horrible in taste. I pushed him with my tongue, I'd rather die of hunger. A quiet whistle of the palm and my cheek is on fire. The clawed hand opens my mouth once more, this time roughly and not tolerating any objections. The tongue again feels a piece of meat, this time with the sand, apparently it was the same piece. For all the time in captivity and goblins, I was beaten and tortured countless times, and, fearing another blow, I began to chew. Together with the meat felt the taste of blood, with his claw, he cut my tongue. Then came the water, with the same sand and the same smelly, but the goblin did not spare it, and I drank. Thirst is another torture that tormented me in this darkness. I do not know how much I am in this cave, it seemed that months, and this is the first time I managed to get drunk. Of course, I would not have survived for such a long time, but who can keep a bright mind in such a place.
When I was chewing the first piece, they put the next one in my mouth, then the water again. So the goblins began to feed me, saving my life. When the feeding ended, the goblin with a careless movement spread my legs to the side, a member rested against my pussy. One movement and it is already inside me, gently moving. This time the goblin was not so cruel, or my body was already numb from the eternal cold and lost sensitivity, I don't know, but at that moment it betrayed me. The wounded body responded to caresses, a feeling that I had not experienced before began to emerge in the lower abdomen. The warmth and pleasure that spread from the moving member inside me, all over my body. Without even noticing it, I began to move forward to meet the extent of the exhausted organism. The leader seems to have noticed and squeezed my chest, causing pain, but also pleasing. A moan escaped my throat. The leader moved faster, approaching the final. The heat began to spill faster, the pleasure began to overwhelm, which already caught her breath. Finally, with a loud exhalation, the body was covered with a wave of heat, which was so lacking. Goblin slapped on the pope, approving, and again dissolved in the surrounding darkness.
- “I’m not like that at all” - after the shame came, - “I didn’t want to, honestly, I didn’t”
For the first time in a long time I had a dream, it was easy to understand that it was a dream, here I could see. I ran through the black void that was strong, and the goblins chased me, as black as all that surrounded them. No matter how fast I ran, they still caught up. I tried to change direction, but they did not lose me, they were always behind. Finally, the smartest of them came close enough and jumped onto my back. I rolled on the ground, not knowing where the top and where the bottom. Goblin grabbed my leg, not giving up. I hit him with the heel of the second leg and the monster's body was scattered with dust, only the place he touched became as black as he was. They didn’t let me come to my senses; new goblins immediately flew in, they grabbed hands and hair, I fought back and screamed. They crumbled one after another, but my body became more and more covered with blackness, their contagion, until my whole skin became the same as theirs, until I merged with the darkness around. Then I saw the leader, he grinned, laughing at me. In his hand was a torch in which darkness glowed, shimmering.
“Light,” said the goblin and the torch flew into my face.
I opened my eyes. The effect, as usual, was not. As dark as closed. Was this dream a foreshadowing or something else? Is there any difference? What can I do, barely enough to breathe. No, the last thing I can do. Gathering my last strength and forcing my stiff hands to move, I folded them across my chest. The voice is long gone, but not scary, it is not important here.
- “Merciful goddess. Please hear me. I know that my hour is near, I feel his approach and I am ready to fall into your arms. I accept my fate "
On the side he heard footsteps, the leader was again nearby. With the same casual movement, he again spread my legs and entered me.
- “Merciful goddess. I beg only one thing. Please, not here. ”
The leader smacked and moved quickly, he liked his toy, he enjoyed every moment of owning me.
- “MERCY GODDESS. I cannot die here, on this frozen ground, in this darkness, where monsters live. Pity, let, in your mercy, see the sun at least once more. ”
The goblin leader continued to rape, the goddess continued to listen, and I continued to pray. Even when the goblin lowered his seed into me and left satisfied, I continued my silent plea. Until I saw a star. A small bright spot, shining in the distance, danced, as if calling for herself.
- “Am I dead? Is this the way to heaven? Then why can't I go? ”
“Looks like it's the last,” A man’s voice rang out.
- Yes, I also figured out with the offspring. Ungrateful work, but it must be done.
- I will not say that I feel sorry for these offspring, even if they are small, look here.
- Oh my God! I'm going to vomit, - the second man was taken aback, - poor thing, they tortured her to death.
“Is it about me?” I didn’t understand what was going on.
- And, it seems, partially eaten. What kind of nasty creatures, - the first voice began to come closer, - Here is another one!
The star began to come closer, I felt her warmth on my face. She was so small and dull, but so warm. I stretched my finger, tried to touch her.
- Do not touch the torch, burn yourself, - the man gently took my hand and put it in its place, - Do not worry, you are safe.
- Here, give her some water.
Strong hands gently raised me and threw my head. Lips touched a little stream of water, clean and sweet. The most delicious that I have tried.
When the trickle dried up, they wrapped me up in something and a man picked me up.
- From ... the Sun - Finally I was able to pronounce.
- Yes, now is the day, close your eyes. You've been in a cave for a long time, maybe it hurts.
I barely shook my head. No, I definitely will not close my eyes, I want to see him.
- As you wish, we are almost out.
We came to the light, it was bright, blinding. I glanced at the man who was carrying me, the blurred silhouette, I could not see any features of the face, that was my savior. Then I turned my eyes to the sun, a light disk that had not given me its warmth for so long. I want to feel your rays forever. My lips broke into a smile.