Fantasy of Love.

The season cast an orange haze above the horizon, lighting up the sky as if lit by fire, yet the haze was so crisp and clear. The sun which had it's time to shine for the time it was given, seemed to whipser "Farewell" to the world as it sunk lower and lower in a lazy manner; almost as if it never wanted to leave.

Drowned deep in her thoughts, sitting by the shore lost in wild tides of the sea leaping towards the shore and back . The splendid view of sun setting with beautiful hues of orange spread across the horizon, chilly wind blowing as the sun is half into the water just few minutes before the twilight beckons with stars her eyes steady towards the horizon, lips set in curves and smiles peeped through her eyes, just enough to show she is enjoying the momenr and her thoughts. He moves closer to her so that she feels her presence, yet stays quiet allowing her to stay lost in the moment a little longer.