I knew that we needed to get in to the village as soon as possible, but Sebastyan was so badly injured that he could barely walk and the adrenalin that had helped me carry him, drag him, this far was toning down, now that most of the danger seemed to have passed. We were now so close to other houses now that if the people looking for us would find us, we could scream and people would hear us, but we were still so conceled by the trees that no one would see us from the road. I leaned Sebastyan agaist an oak tree and placed myself on the ground facing towards him trying to catch my breath.
For the first time taking the time to really look at him, to really see him. His features so like Soledads, soft and fragile, beautiful, but I see in him something I have not seen in his sister, a strength as if nothing can hurt him, like nothing can penetrate his stronghold or the walls he has built around him.
I can't take my eyes of him, his eyes closed, his nose crooked as if it has been broken at some point, maybe more than once, but I can see the resemblance to Sol, my eyes tracing the shape of his mouth, the upper lip thin but the lower one full, kissable. I don't even know why I feel so drawn to him as if he were a magnet and I just some kind of metal. I snatch out of my thoughts as if someone had slapped me, and see that Sebastyan has opend his eyes, he is looking at me as if he knows something and I feel colour rise to my cheek, truly hoping he did not notice how I looked at him. I look in to his eyes, the colour of a green ocean, not the deep green as Soledads. and suddenly I realize I am closer to him now than I was when I first sat down, I don't remeber getting closer but somehow I must have. What will he think of me, a stranger.
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