Hideaway Strath Could have been my happy ever after

He felt like recoiling.
Like that cage was closing in on him again, the muzzle that stopped his mouth from opening, hampered his breathing.
He took a steadying breath, looking to the sky and remembering freedom. Freedom. He was here, not there. Not again.
He looked back to her, a sadness in his eyes that he tried to cover with his current happiness.
"Hey, I can't give away all my stories in one sitting can I." He threw a grin onto his face and suppressed that panic that had arose within him. Leen thought he was over that crap.

"At a time I tell a story and you're there, I'll make sure it's about them." He gave her a promise. Perhaps he'd tell those stories to Fig and Fenn; that's if they were interested in stories.