38 Natashia Fairchild and Xin Tisryll (1/2)

Natashia Fairchild the last Angel flew though the dimly lit twilight sky the night wind running though her feathers and under her dark blue bomber jacket.

for some reason, maybe it was the angelblood in her but she felt good flying, it relaxing. it gave her something to think about expect for this war that was going on because of The first ones.

she had to stop and land a mountain her mind was swarming with unknown emotions of hatred for her father who started this war.

” what shaken Nat?” a familiar voice said Natashia ”nothing new, how could you possibly have found me I think I flew halfway around Eltaron” Xin sat down and his sapphire blue eyes sparkled in the dark.

” teleportation.” Xin said Natashia could speak she was feeling all funny again her mind was confused ” he is your friend and just a friend,

but what if he wants to be something more,

I should ask,

no.

yes.

no.

yes.

no natashia don'tnot yet it's not the right time,