It had been a clear night when we settled down beside the fire, and there had not been any sign that the weather would turn. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I first lay down and looked up at the moon, but the distinctive smell that signaled an oncoming downpour had become impossible to ignore and I thought it might be better to give up on staying outside, no matter how much I was enjoying it.
Morrigan was lost in her thoughts, and I thought it was important to allow her that time to reflect on our conversation. It seemed like something had finally lined up in her mind - an acceptance that she really was worth more than she had ever been told and I enjoyed watching her, as subtly as I could.
There were things I wanted to say to her, and when the first drop of rain hit her cheek I wat
