Exhaustion weighed on me like a heavy cloak, every limb screaming for rest as I floated somewhere between consciousness and the dark abyss of sleep.

My body felt weightless... one moment I stood in Zion's arms and next... it felt like I was suspended in the air...and I was dimly aware of being carried.

“Zion,” I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper, as though my very breath had been stolen away. 

“I’m here,” his voice came instantly, deep and reassuring.

My ...