¬ Fashire
The tree crumbled around her, falling away in sheets as her body emerged from the dying structure.
Her head lolled forward. She was unconscious.
And… naked?
I snatched her before she even had the chance to collapse, pulling her tight against my chest and ripping off my robe to wrap it around her as the last of the tree disintegrated into pale dust that scattered across the stone floor.
Damn it.
I looked down at her, trying not to focus on her state of undress, when I noticed the jarring undercurrent on her skin.
Spirals of soft luminescence traced across her face, her neck, and down her shoulders into where the robe concealed the rest of her body. I did not want to peek to check, but a quick glance at her bare feet revealed that same phenomenon.
