Conffesion of love
Posted on: March 6, 2008, at 04:42:08pm

I was reading on of my favorite books "Storm Theif" by Chris Wooding, who also has written "The Haunting Of Alaizabel" and "Poison". But in this book is one of my most favorite parts that I just had to share with you:
"The Secret Police came for them the next day. They had been given basic food and water, suffered the embarrassment of having to use the cell toilet in each other's presence, and passed a strange night. There was only one bed and rail had initially let Moa take it while he tried to sleep on the floor. After sometime she had invited him to share the bed with her. They lay together in each others arms, and Moa, exhausted, had fallen instanly asleep. Rail, however, had been kept awake by the warmth of her body, the feel of her bony frame, and the faint pressure of her breath against his throat. How casual she could be sometimes, not knowing what she was doing to him by letting him hold her this way.
For a time, he resented her for it. He had lost all hope, and had accepted that. But now she had reminded him of something he had all but forgotten these past days: thathe had one thing worth clinging to and fighting for, and she lay in his arms that night."