Cyrus and Delos
Seeing no more fish, he grabbed his fishing pole, bait, and knife. Cyrus managed to grab the fish with his full hands. He nudged Delos, who opened his eyes groggily. "Come on." Cyrus said, and made his way back to his house. He put his fishing pole and other supplies by his house, and looked at Delos with the fish in his hands. Delos muttered, "Alright, just hold on." Cyrus slightly laughed, and put the fish on a table. Delos heated it with weak flames, and then lay down. Cyrus nodded, "Thanks." Delos murmured, "Don't mention it." Cyrus began to eat the fish, and once he was finished he stumbled into his cabin. He fell down on his bed, exhausted. The image of him and Rynn's kiss flashed into his mind, as he slowly fell asleep.
~ Next day ~
~ Next day ~




