#Chapter15
The sun was already up and high when Lyra and Medusa decided to step out of the cave, Medusa has her arm around Lyra as they walk carefully along the path way that would lead them back to the cabin.
/"You don't have to wrap your arms around me, I'm just fine with you holding my hands./" She said but Medusa only cast her a side glance, she didn't trust her with just holding hands, and the road is too slippery for her and there's a lot of fallen branches that scatter on the ground... Medusa grumbles, she hates it when it storms, she wonders who piss the supreme god again. It was never been a good idea to piss him off.
/"Medusa? Is everything alright? You've been quite since this morning. Did I perhaps done something wrong? Or maybe I had offended you in someway?/" She stops momentarily and looked at Lyra who looks sad and uncomfortable, it was true that she had been in a foul mood since that morning, but Lyra had nothing to do with it.
