A little something for later.

I know, I know, it's been forever since I posted something. Not that anyone out there noticed. But I digress. This is a little something I've come up with for the first book I'm writing (Yes, I'm actually writing now, and I'm nearly finished with chapter four). I didn't want to forget it by the time I got to it, so I'm putting the basics of it here.

Rhia grabbed the man's arm and gave him a good shake to shut him up. "Wait, wait, wait! Take a breath, boy! Now, just what are you going on about?"
He quieted and took a couple of deep breaths to settle himself. It didn't seem to work, but at least he annunciated this time. "Big creatures...things...we don't know what they are. They're attacking Midendorf. No one knows what to do, we can't stop them! They moved like ghosts, or shadows, and they hiss terribly. Please, someone must help us! They're killing everyone, and burning the whole city to the ground!"
Rhia's blood ran cold and she let go of him. She drifted out of the crowd while everyone started talking at once in a vain attempt to organize some sort of rescue or evacuation for those people. She went back to her table and pulled the cloak around her shoulders, dark look on her face.
Toryk saw her and quickly parted from the crowd and went to her. "Rhia? Rhia! What are you doing?" She didn't answer, and did her very best not to look at him as she shoved her things into her bag and slung it over her shoulder. Toryk grabbed her wrist and forced her to look at him, taking hold of her shoulders so she couldn't turn away. "Rhia, what are you thinking?"
She winced and looked away, pain etched clear across her face. "I'm sorry, Toryk... I have to go."
"You what?!" he cried, eyes wide open in shock. "What are you talking about? You don't have to go anywhere! This isn't our problem, Rhia, we're just passing through, remember?"
"But it is my problem, Toryk," she said weakly, turning her gaze up to him. He looked so frightened. She imagined she looked the same. She lifted her hands to his face and pulled him down to her, kissing him deeply. When she pulled away, her heart broke to see the tears on his face. "I'm sorry... But I have to go. I have to." She let go of him, and stepped back. He didn't try to stop her this time, the tears falling freely and unchecked. "I love you, Toryk... I'll come back to you." With that promise, she turned, and left.