Thread: Life's Journey (The_Gladiator & darkangel76)

Rhonwhyn felt herself choke on nervous giggle as a fresh wave of tears began to fall from her pale eyes. She most certainly wasn't prepared to die, not yet. Not when she still had so much left to see, to do, to learn and now, no doubt, to also experience. Perhaps this dark and surreal moment with Brandon was part of the fate Brigantia had in store for her all along, perhaps this entire escapade into the night. All of it. Maybe it wasn't the intervention of the fates, but merely a fork in what had seemed to be a straight path ahead. Looking up, Rhonwhyn couldn't see the moon, but she could feel the comforting heat of Brandon's body close behind hera stark contrast to biting cold water that splashed upon them every time their boat struck rock or bounced wave. She found herself leaning into that warmth, needing to find some sort of peace amidst the chaos, even if only a little. At that, her grip on Brandon's thigh tightened a bit, her body shifting closer. But it was all in vain. Just as she'd moved, her head a mass of damp platinum waves, turning to look back at him, the boat struck something hard. Immediately the boat shattered and she found herself plunged within the depths of frigid cold, her tiny body bumping this way and that leaving her sore and surely bruised. Rhonwhyn sputtered and chattered, her body trying to shut down as the cold tried to consume and take over. But then, she felt that warmth. Something had grabbed her wrist and was pulling her through the rough currents of the water toward a jagged and jutting rock. Something... something... Brandon... Rhonwhyn mumbled as the water lapped over her lips and she found herself being dragged through the water. Her pale eyes somehow found his despite the darkness, which helped her find an inner strength. In that moment, her eyes, which had suddenly grown heavy, went wide. Alert. As Rhonwhyn focused her gaze on her newfound guardian, she did her best to give him her utmost attention. The roar of the falls, the direness of the situation, they were distractions to say the least, but his eyes. She found herself drawn to his eyes. Without hesitation, she shifted, her arms and legs moving slowly due to the influence of the cold water on her body and muscles. But she fought on, moving her arms to wrap about his shoulders and her legs about his waist. Stifling a whimper, she rested her head against the crook of his neck, her body pressed close to seek his warmth as well as to obey the request just made. Rhonwhyn locked her legs at her ankles, deciding it would help keep them closer as they embarked on this daring attempt to plummet over the side of the falls. She saw the dangers, understood the risks. Lifting her head for a brief moment, her eyes connected with Brandon's and she swallowed hard. Without thinking, she leaned close and gently, yet briefly, pressed her lips against his before pulling away once more. May Brigantia guide you, she whispered with a nervous and watery smile before resting her head against him once more. Her entire body shook from fear and cold, her breaths hot against his neck as she shivered and panted. Just then, her grip about him tightened. I... I'm ready, she added before clamping her eyes shut and sucking in a sharp breath of anticipation not knowing what would happen once Brandon jumped.