She sat up straight next to him and her arms instinctively wrapped around his as if for a brief moment scared but fighting to gather bravery at the same time. She was doubtful if the black magic would permit her to gaze at the rising sun or if she
would finally meet her end here, right now.
The sun finally peaked, first a half bright red disk and then fully a perfectly whole form and her mouth almost dropped open. Its bright stripes colored the features of tree and rock and the glistening of morning dew. This felt like a dream,
a beautiful dream. She waited a while, gazing fixedly until the light climbed up her body and she almost ran out of breath. She tightened around him and then decided
to continue looking.
This was so beautiful. She was utterly lost for words. Only a tear or two now purged her weakness but it was all because of the joyful feeling lancing through her. He noticed
her and he was lost in fearful wonder,