Sky Castle

Random Note: I love classical music

This is just... Something. Inspired by a very good personal memory of mine, although that was just a friends thing. Whomever hates het so much that they can't stand reading 250 words about a guy and a girl, can just imagine the she to be a he, whatever. It's the thought that counts, not the gender.

At Dawn

She smiled lazily and stretched as the first rays of red sunlight hit her face.

“Well, imagine that,” she said, quite surprised but with a lazy quality to her voice, “It’s already dawn…”

Her companion answered her smile with one of his own as he curled his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. “It is… Rather later than I’d imagined,” he admitted.

This drew a giggle from her. “Later? Didn’t you say you couldn’t stay after midnight? Didn’t you have work and such matters to attend to?”

He shrugged easily, too relaxed to care all that much. “Well, no sense in going home now, is there?” he asked, tracing the fall of her long hair with his fingers.

“I suppose not… Does that mean you’ll watch the sunrise with me?” she asked, eager.

“Apparently,” he answered, and as she shivered a little in the cold morning-air, even under the blanket that covered them both, he used it as an excuse to pull her flush against him.

There, on the balcony where they’d talked the night away unnoticed until morning came to startle them out of their own little world, they shared their first kiss. That kiss, and the second and third one that came after, and the breakfast, and the fourth kiss under breakfast, as well as the fifth, sixth and seventh kiss following, where a dawn all in themselves. A dawn of a life that really did hold a little world just for the two of them.

This was written to the wonderful guitar music of Andy McKee, whomever wants to hear it, just ask.

I've been horribly neglecting mini nanowrimo, but I think I'll quit... I simply don't have the time or energy to keep up at the moment, because uni is eating me alive and my muses really don't like me when I'm all tired and useless. Oh well, short as it may've been, it's helped me step forward with my writing in a way...