When I woke up, I was alone.
It was dark, and I was still on Arbor's roof. Someone (probably Ilva) had draped a blanket around me, but as the sun had gone in, and the big, white, silver moon was out, I was still cold.
Ilva and Arbor were no where to be seen.
And, deep into the rainforest, I could see smoke.
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Blackbird
FantasyEveryone in this world has a soulmate. Mine just happened to be an assassin. I never wanted this path, but she changed my life forever. And mabye I changed hers too....
