C286 Angel

Adea

The sound of chirping birds rouses me from sleep. I should not have been sleeping soundly next to the enemy. I can see an orange glow through my closed eyelids and I know the sun is high in the sky. The warm rays caress my cheek and spread down my arm. My eyes flutter open and the room comes into focus. What time is it?

There’s movement beside me and when I turn my head to the side