Chapter 58 - The Fallen Rain

Nathan Black

Where was she?

My legs time by time padded to a slower pace as it brought me to the all familiar places, one where I had left her in the hand of that worthless creature.

What was I thinking when I knew what Xena had done to her, and how abusive she could be when it comes to her?

I could never discard the memory that had awfully planted itself in my mind, as if I was experiencing it all over again the night we ambushed through her house.

Starting from the scent of blood freshly reek itself even while we were still outside of the house, to the moment I busted into her room, only to witness her life almost slipping away from her body.

I felt my throat swell just by the very thought of it, that it could easily happened again if I were to be stupidly careless.

Can’t these legs swing faster, for god sake.

It felt as though the world had moved slower than it had actually been, with my mind often directed to her being. The area that once seemed eerie had morphed into a much gri