"Why do I even care why you did what you did?"
Ashlynn's mournful cry drifted on the winds of the storm lost in the tempests of wind and rain to all but the most sensitive of ears. But to the person who loved Ashlynn the most deeply, the person who could feel an echo of Ashlynn's every anguished heartbeat within her own chest, the words were a cry that had to be answered.
"Because my darling Ashlynn is kinder and gentler than anyone deserves," Nyrielle said softly as she descended from the sky with a soft flutter of her dark, feathered wings. "Because you will suffer endlessly before you let your loved ones know even a bit of anguish," she added as she knelt in the mud beside Ashlynn, wrapping her arms around her lover and pulling her close enough to use her dark wings to shelter Ashlynn from the rain.
