The time passed by fast like turning a page in a book.
The sky that used to be bright started to get duller as it entered the nighttime. The moonlight was shining upon the cloudless sky with the stars sparkling on the black inked canvas. The cold breeze was blowing against their skin. But the atmosphere around them was cozy and perfect for sleeping in.
The black hair was waving to the wind. His well-shaped lips pressed against each other tightly when he felt the sores on his body. His consciousness started to get back to him slowly. And finally, the golden-brown eyes fluttered up to the dim light that was shining into them. He let out a groan.
“Um...”
“Seems like our hero is waking up now.” A voice came to his ear. It was a deep voice of a man that did not sound familiar to him that much.