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He caught me around the waist and pulled me closer against him. Holding me in the protective circle of his body. He shifted me to the other arm as he twisted to look over our shoulders and see the direction we’d just come from.
Trying to watch everywhere.
Nestled in the protective circle of his arms, I was reminded how massive he was. Nearly covering me with a shielding leg and his forearms.
I noticed the trees seemed darker right now. Long twisted branches overhung the path we’d taken. There were empty bits of ground beneath where the leaves above didn’t let any rain or sunshine reach the forest floor.
It was very barren in this area.
I heard the first branch crack and realized what had so much of Mardichi’s attention.
There’s something here with us.
Once I noticed, I couldn’t help but feel it.
A presence.
And there were eyes.
Someone’s eyes watching our every movement.
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