Moonspear roundball rock

He was running, but her words still rang in his ears like bells from heaven.

"I love you, too." Over and over. A divine symphony.

So much so that he lost his footing over a gnarled tree root, half hidden in the snow, and went tumbling head over heels—figuratively and literally.

Ow, Killdeer managed when he'd come to a stop, rolling his golden gaze over to find her beautiful face. I think you win.

But it really, really didn't feel like a loss on his end.