Ariadne; The Architect

Their first day camping wasn't Ariadne's usual idea of a good time. Trying to find a good spot, then trying to pitch the tent, attempting to start a fire. Then there was her face getting sunburned, and the bugs...

But when the sun went down, the world turned into a strange and beautiful place, and she felt at peace in a way she hadn't in... quite a long time. Not since before Arthur's accident, anyway. It was easy as anything to snuggle close to him, grasping his hand.