Silver Creek [m] Ain't nowhere left for the good to go

Fade? <3

Winterbourne kissed her nose fondly, sweeping that single tear away as if the simple act could erase her grief. It wouldn't, of course. He knew that.

But there was no need for grief in this moment, not now that they'd found one another. He tucked her closer wordlessly. For a long time he only held her, listening to the gentle sound of her breathing and the murmurs of the woodland beyond.