His head was bent low, and it looked like he was just staring into the water. Then his shoulders heaved with a great, shuddering sob that sounded raspy and rough within the cage. My vision got blurry in an instant. “Gloam,” I croaked, stumbling toward him, already reaching out. He jumped out of his skin, an action that looked strange on his strong, steady frame. His caged head whipped toward me, and then he stilled in utter shock. I literally launched myself at him, wrapping all my limbs around his sturdy body and clinging on with every bit of strength I possessed.
