book of memories - wip

two

I had spent what felt like hours wandering through the deep wood, searching for some sign of life. The branches breaking beneath my feet everywhere I went, the moonlight seemed to fade away into nothingness behind the clouds. By the time I fell asleep, it seemed as if the sun was rising and trying to guide me to daybreak. However, this was not the case. I awoke to heat rising near my face, everything was covered in amber light from an unknown source.

Was this how I died? Am I going to leave my family behind just to die afterwards like a coward? Those were the thoughts I had before he reached out for me. His hands were cold as ice, and he was shaking. Tears streaming down his face, he aided me in standing up. Then he rushed off, gripping my hand as if he didn't have a choice.

His hair was a rose gold shade, and went down to his legs. He wore it in a white hair tie, which was barely keeping it together whilst we ran. It seemed to me that he was feeling his way through the trees, making blind decisions wherever we went. Perhaps he was in fact blind? Unimportant, we needed to get away from the scene. Once we got into a clearing, I found a spot to heal him almost immediately. I sat him down and reassured him, trying to calm both of us down.

I closed my eyes for a split second, then I felt his hand on my thigh. I could now get a better view of him, he had fair skin with bandages around his forearms. As a addition, he had some sort of fungi growing from the bandage wrapped areas of his skin. They were glowing faint purple, with warmth. His eyes were a shade of white only recognizable as opal, and they reflected the morning sun peering down at us.

When I finally got the chance, I simply rested my eyes and healed him. He seemed astonished, which was hilarious to me! No one has ever seen me heal somebody while they're awake, so I understood why he was surprised. His wounds were healed and I was able to convince him to remove the bandages. He looked at me with a look of confusion and simply asked, "Who are you?" in a low, soothing tone. I took a breath and responded, "Angel Sommer. You don't know me, but we'll grow together, I promise". His face lit up with joy, turning a bright red simultaneously. I loved him already, but I was unsure if he loved me yet.