Literature
The Price for Being Saved Part II
“Lily?” He was small, out of breath. “Lily?” He said again, this time, louder. His voice was drowned out by a deep thunder clap. He was running, stumbling through the woods. He could feel the air around him, humid and charged with energy. The wind lashed out at the trees. Then a flash of light pierced the sky. He was blinded. Wiping the rain out of his eyes, he was about to call for her again, when he heard a scream. Then more thunder drowned it out. His heart leapt into his throat.
“LILY!” He screamed, his voice raw and tortured. He could still hear her screaming, and he was sure that she had been struc