The sky is dark and ominous, dark clouds swirl and sweep across it like a canvas. Maeve shivers from the bitter breeze, her face scrunches. ''I'm Cole. Can I help?'' Maeve's she crumpled. ''Not much you can help with.'' A rain droplet landed on her pale, cold cheek. She started walking ahead, leaving him. He rushes up to her he gives a soft smile ''Can I walk with you at least, I'm scared to be alone.'' Maeve responds with an endearing look and a quick smile.
Now clouds, sweep and swirl over the moon. Covering the moonlight, their saviour for the night. They walk in silence following the feel of the rocky track, bumps and rocks push into Maeve's throbbing foot. ''Ah... Fuck that hurts.'' she sits on a fallen log and holds it through the thin, broken leather. She tugs the boot off , revealing a fresh coat of wine red thick blood, oozing from the soaked bandage. ''Uhm. are you alright?'' she winces as she unravels. ''Again, not really. mmm. This feels shit! '' Cole's face scrunches ''Looks it! Can I help?'' Her eyes go into the back of her head. Maeve goes limp, ''Shit.'' Cole clumsily catches her and lays her on the log. He grabs some clean, white bandages. Covering the large gash on her foot. Maeve wakes up ''DON'T TOUCH ME!'' she jolts herself uprights, wheezing and sobbing. ''Hey, I'm sorry. Your foot's cleaned up.'' Maeve covers her face with her palms ''no. no. no. I'm sorry.''
She crams her foot into her boot, and picks up her bag. ''Did you faint?'' Maeve rolls her eyes ''Yes there was blood. I'm a pussy I know.'' Cole eyes widen ''No! I didn't think that.'' She sighs ''Let's get going then'' The sky was lightening, a pale grey rather than the deep navy earlier. They had walked miles, a bran was in their view. Finally a place to rest.
Cole and Maeve sat in the hay, taking shifts while the other slept in the barn loft. Maeve was jostled awake. She fell asleep on her shift, Cole had fell ''SHIT!''. No blood, probably just concussed. '' Are you alright?!''. He had gotten pushed by the Farmer, in a fit of rage!
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The Raven and the Dove
FantasyMaeve is on the verge of insanity, can Cole save her from revenge? She is grief filled and traumatised . They meet on a moonlit trail to Maeve's undoing.
