The shining sea melted into the background, and it's sound was barley audible to the young lover's ears. Two towels were laid next to one another; one a royal green, the other a deep purple. Their umbrella was spread across them both, sheilding them; hopefully from one another. The boys' eyes were straying over the desolate beach; he wished that he wasn't here with only her, but secretly thanked God for giving him his chance. The Girls' hair was frayed slightly at the ends; She hoped that he hadn't noticed the she wished she could go play in the ocean. She felt too shy and embarassed that he might think that she was weird.
"You want to go?"
"Huh?"
She looked over at him, and could tell that he was uncomfortable, then looked away again.
" To the water, do you want to go?"
She nodded, as she got up she smiled at him, causing him to fall back onto him towel. She giggled, helped him up and dragged him to the waters edge.
Tune in next time for another episode of The Blackest Writing
View User's Journal
This war is just begining, many lives have been lost, and none of them, mine. I see you and I see your power, If your willing I shall take you in, train you, and you shall live. Not only shall you live, you will live for me, and to protect the lives of the innocent. You are now my toys. I love my toys, and I love you.
 |
