I lay there for a long time listening to the constant sounds coming from downstairs from those celebrating as they waited for the evidence of my virginity.

　　Meanwhile, my mate was nowhere to be found. I smiled sadly and stood, going to stand by the window and unlatched the locks, throwing the curtains wide open to let in large gusts of evening breeze. It calmed me. For some odd reason, it reminded me of home and made me feel perhaps, my people might not be here, but the wind ...