We had run out of ground to escape the charging demon. My slender hand in his, we looked over the cliff which marked our only escape from gruesome death.
He looked in my eyes, and I in his... I knew what we were going to do.
We tipped off the edge. Strong arms grabbed me tight as we rapidly fell to the ground below.
I smelled his cologne.
Suddenly with a great tear of fabric I felt his wings expand mightily. Our descent slowed.
Touching gently down, he whispered in my ear, "I'll always protect you."
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