ALICIA

The cave has some dark recesses where the candle light doesn't reach and our shadows are cast dancing on the walls. The cool breeze washes in and I feel a bit cold, but there's some sort of comfort in Drake's hands, some warmth. The cave has no door, but the falling waters block the opening, and no one can ever suspect that there exists a dwelling here.

We can live here for years without anyone knowing about our whereabouts. Maybe we should stay here until the war is over? I should suggest this to Drake. We can make it our love nest, secure ourselves from whatever it is that's...