Chapter 34

• ALYSSA'S POINT OF VIEW
• They've been marching for quite some time now, her legs were crying for help and her throat was parched and aching. The sun had gone down already and the sky was beginning to darken, the humid sweat rolling down her back had long dried up replaced by a frigidness that seemed to kiss her skin,
• She wasn't the only one who was exhausted, even the soldiers had begun to lag, the sounds of their feet trudging against the ground. They approached a flower field and she couldn't resist stopping to admire one, she plucked the violet colored tulip and lifted it to her nose, inhaling,