58. A Moment Between Friends

As Draven brought Myst inside he would set her down near one of the fires they had started to keep warm. Looking down at the frail and barely living girl, that was wrapped up in his jacket. He knew she was barely hanging in there. And seeing the empty look that she held in her gaze. Struck him to the core. It saddened him to see someone as young as her, with a look of hopelessness. With a look of not wanting to continue going.

The cries of the man and the woman who had allowed her to be in this state. Loudly pushed their ways through the air. If this were any other day, Draven wouldn't be willing to go as far as he had. Just for another. But seeing the state that she was left in. It wasn't acceptable to let them live.