Snippet #1297645

Feeling herself being picked up, Rikka just continued to sob for a while when something feathery was wrapped around her and Rage. She stood there, for a moment, and stopped crying, because she realised where she was. The present day. Not her house all those years ago, and not the cliff neither. She wiped her eyes and smiled.
“I... have never told anyone any of that. I don’t know but I just blurted it out just then. I don’t tell people because it brings back the memory...” she told him quietly, blushing. She put her hand out and felt the wings. Falcon, she thought. All the crying had tired her out and she just rested her head on Rage and fell asleep, smiling.