Baited Breath

As the world around then began to become dark, the warm breeze now felt complimented by the increasing light from the small fireflies. They danced around. It was beautiful.

Ashemdai's head moved around as he tried to see his own tongue. Sparrow found herself snickering. He was really surprised. Immediately he turned mischievous and snapped down on several more bugs. Sparrow was surprised. Wasn't he just saying how bitter they were? Could someone really be so impulsive? Her eyebrows raised as he jumped around. Finally, he turned to her, sticking out his tongue, which glowed unnaturally. The small girl began laughing. Her voice was light and gentle. She couldn't figure this boy out. He stood there all goofy looking. He had eaten several bugs at this point, but more and more seemed to fly out. There had to be at least a hundred- no- a thousand!

Sparrow looked around in awe. She had never seen so many, "Ashmedai, Ashmedai, look!" she called. The fireflies flew around so close, like they weren't even scared of being eaten. It looked like the stars had fallen from the skies and decided to dance around the orchard. Sparrow looked at Ashmedai, "There's so many!"