“Come on Fay!” I feel a cold breeze wash over my face. A shiver moves through my body. I follow him creeping through the dark forest. The full moon glows above.
“Ryan? Oh Ryan when will we get there?” I hear my voice escape my throat. He turns and stops. I rush up to him and let him curl his arm around waist I can feel his cold hand on my hip. I lean in and take in his earthy scent. He smells so much like the forest. Like dew in the morning, tree roots,dried red berries and cold icy nights. After all that is his life. All he really knows. I stare at his profile in wonder. He seems so mysterious so distant. Yet the ach in my heart tells me I must love him.
“Oh Fay, soon, very soon” I run my fingers over his dark, ungroomed hair and stare into his deep brown eyes. I kiss him rashly. His lips are chapped from the cold air. His hands move to my waist. I pull softly away. His face is warm and full of emotion. He pulls me close holding me in an embrace. I glance up between the bryars at the full moon, and smile.