Morjana cawed as she flew in between them and looked from one to the other.
Zarqa stretched out a hand to scratch the bird's feathers, as if trying to soothe her racing mind.
It seemed the moment she could no longer see what lay on the other side, she grew fearful of the uncertain.
" Don't worry. It will come to pass eventually. No storm persists forever." Were the sole words of comfort he managed to utter, and the girl nodded her head in agreement.
A lengthy moment of utter silence reigned over the small cave, only the storm raged on beyond the walls, threatening to pluck everything it passed and throw it up in the sky.
" I thought about it…"
