Riddick walked quickly ahead, long strides that forced Frye to walk faster. When the sun had climbed high over the trees, Riddick pulled on his goggles. He was only a few paces ahead of Frye and constantly scanned the dense woods around them. Nearby, a brook chattered quietly to itself.
He touched a hand to his side as his thoughts traveled back to the night before. She'd helped him. It had been a long time since anyone had shown him genuine kindness.
A rumble of protest from his stomach reminded him they'd broken camp this morning before eating. Two large rocks nearby offered a good place to rest. Purple berries grew in abundance on the surrounding bushes. Better still, he'd found the water.
“What did you see this morning?” Frye asked again. She pulled her pack off and slid it to the ground next to her.( Read more... )
He touched a hand to his side as his thoughts traveled back to the night before. She'd helped him. It had been a long time since anyone had shown him genuine kindness.
A rumble of protest from his stomach reminded him they'd broken camp this morning before eating. Two large rocks nearby offered a good place to rest. Purple berries grew in abundance on the surrounding bushes. Better still, he'd found the water.
“What did you see this morning?” Frye asked again. She pulled her pack off and slid it to the ground next to her.( Read more... )