Mariana did not know how it happened, or what desires she had kept alive that happened to lead to the event, but his lips were on her lips before long and they gave in to the temptation of diving into each other in the rugged shelter that kept them safe from the weather.
Not that there was anything wrong with the weather, but one simply could not trust the climate in a foreign time and a dead land.
Dead, that was what this place was, right? There were no other options for things like this - the cradle of mankind - because time was a merciless mistress and she did not allow beauty or pain to exist for too long. Her arms were open only for a brief blink, not even for the fraction of the time in a human life it took to squash a house fly. Therefore, the only reasonable option Mariana and Daniel had was to kiss and make their minds believe that they were not on a mission that could change the fate of the entire reality.
