Gosh this so beautiful. Hairs standing up on the back of the neck type beautiful.

She shrugged nonchalantly, shifting ever so slightly along the log, as if to make room. Her eyes still very much focused on the words, they did not move; it was plainly obvious she'd stopped reading. "Oughn't you be getting ready? The students arrive tonight." Her words were more of a statement than a question, the sound of her voice was hollow. She couldn't and didn't want to even try and understand why the man was approaching her. Inside, she felt irritated. Now was the wrong time to help, she could've used help several weeks ago. But he didn't want to know then, he was too caught up in his own selfish greed. And now he was going to try and feed off her. No doubt he'd only leave her feeling the worse for the encounter.