Flowers of Winter

At midnight, Roo woke from a nightmare. She turned on her back and looked at the ceiling. Fear filled her body so violently that she felt as if she were drowning in her thoughts. She snuggled into her donna and tried to forget about the fear. She held her lonely stomach, turned her head to face the empty space beside her. Ruskin was still out. Or was he asleep down stairs? She needed him then, to cuddle, to escape the nightmares.