RANDOM WORD: RAGGED
There were twigs in her hair and her bangs stood out at an odd angle. A dangerous bruise was already beginning to form on her left cheek. He noticed the twinge of pain on her face as she gingerly got off the forest floor and made her way across the field.
Even injured, even dirty and limping and with smears of mascara running down her face, she was beautiful.
The power she controlled crackled in the air and he knew then that she was much more skilled than she had ever shared. She could end them all with the flick of a wrist and yet, he wanted to protect her. He wanted to keep her safe and that bothered him. He was Damon Salvatore, not some love sick teenager and still, he sighed with relief when he heard her curse at the state of her clothing and he could feel himself calm when her warm hand slid into his cool one.
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