Chapter 6

• ARTEMY
• As the meadow unveiled its beauty, I paused, my back leaning against a tree. Gasping for breath, my gaze eventually settled upon Rebecca. Her back was turned, fixed upon the coursing stream. She perched upon a rock, her ebony tresses cascading freely.
• Running quietly, I arrived and stood next to her. She stared ahead, seemingly unaffected by my presence. Lowering my gaze to her appearance, I crave for a hint of a smile or a glint of light within her eyes.