While the moon was rising to the blue dark sky, the young warrior lead the blind girl away from the camp. Yes, they were going alone, just the two of them. The little bold girl suddenly had red cheeks with a small grin turning on her face. She couldn't help it everytime he held her. He then, stepped near a tree and leaned on it. He pulled her in to him and rested her head on his chest feeling his hearbeat. She was melting inside and almost fell over but she somehow placed her arms around him to avoid touching the ground with her knees. They both were alone. The moon giving every ray of light on them as if showing how pure their love was.
buuuh, lame story??
This is prompt two When I'm with you for Tokka Week. : D it was yesterday though. ^^ I probably will be boing some more.