#Chapter Fifty-Nine
She half-lidded her eyes, opening them momentarily before closing them again. Her body felt like she was in flight, and her hair was moving about. There was warmth touching her body and she opened her eyes a little again, drifting in and out of sleep. Her legs were in the air instead of firmly on the bridge like before and they bobbed slightly as her body moved.
Was she dreaming?
She blinked and her mind slowly focused on her surroundings. The trees overhead were passing by, and she saw branches fluttering about. Leaves fell down around her and air intertwined the strands of her long hair. She forced her eyes open and stared down at her own body. There was a hard chest beside her, and it struck her that she was being carried. She lifted her head and the sunlight caught in her eyes. She squinted and as the light between the leaves shifted, her eyes refocused.
Gunner.