'Her eyes snapped open. For a moment, she was blind, mind so full of white snow and red blood and dull, empty blue she couldn't see what was in front of her. Even as the dream-haze lifted, it left in its wake only darkness. Then glowing coals from the supper fire sketched torso, arms, hands, holding her upright. Shame burned in her gut at being caught in her fear. "N-Nathaniel."'
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,875 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 7/21/2015 - Cousland, Nathaniel H., Alistair - Complete