Applepoisoneer
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 2, 2016
She took his hand and stood up, her face shifted from a tranquil rest to one of a little more enthusiasm. "Wait!" She stopped him by holding up a hand. "This is the, oh- what they call the magic hour. Where the light is perfect. See." She stretched her slim arm over the golden surface of the water, reflected and transposed by the town. Everything seemed to move with the motion of the waves, undulating , though anchored in place by cement foundations. "I just... didn't want you to miss it." She smiled, wrapping an arm around one of his.