A girl stands by the water, her long, tawny hair swaying with the wind. Her eyes mimic the color of the waves as they crash down onto the shore. Her mind is racing, but her face shows no sign of her mental strain...
A boy sits on the sand, running a hand through his shaggy, amber hair. His eyes mimic the color of the sand as his tears soak through each grain. His mind is racing, but his face shows no sign of his mental strain...
The girl turns around. And then...she sees him...
The boy looks up. And then...he sees her...
m.k.*j
I really like the color teal, so I made an extremely short story that makes me think of that color.
