Lara woke up to the bright, refreshing sunshine of the morning sky. As she adjusted to the brightness of the sun, she recalled her last dream…
The simple breeze and the low light that made everything shine in a silvery way told Lara that it was nighttime. Not only till she looked around did she find out that she was one of the many estates her father, the deceased James Croft, had left her after his death. This one was a particular favourite of hers for the outstanding view of mountains and forest. There was a balcony of tan marble that went out 30 feet, with no railings. Lara had spent many a day sitting at the edge with her feet hanging off the side after a gruesome day of work. It was so relaxing and comforting here… especially at night. The moon did its job well, accenting the end of the trees with a glow of mystery and curiosity, as well as adding a certain amount of beauty that no other than the moon could achieve. The sky was black, filled with white stars that shone brightly, almost as if the sky was a black ceiling with lights. Lara loved nighttime more than any other period of day.
As Lara acknowledged more of her surroundings, she found that she was wearing a simple white dress, flowy at her bosom, then tight at her waist, then flowy at the bottom. It was long, reaching her ankles. It was one hundred percent cotton, and had a little beading at her waist, little blue beads and silver bead directly underneath. Lara sighed in happiness, she loved this dress. Her friend, Anaya, gave it to her. A gift from Peru, costing a simple thirty dollars, instead of Lara's normal clothing, bought from a special shop that had special needs met. Such as non-tear able, or extra water resistant… or any other special clothing that Lara needed for her around the world traveling experiences. The simple loose and simple cotton of the clothing piece made her happy for just being…. It. Lara noticed that her feet were bare. The feeling of the cold marble made her smile from the chill. After Lara had stopped marvelling at her clothing, she noticed a familiar figure staring at the moon. The man wore nothing but blue jeans and a black belt. His bushy brown hair glinted in the moonlight, making it look like he had dyed the edges of his hair silver. Lara toke a step forward silently, almost as if in a trance, for she was indeed breath taken from the familiar human in her presence. No doubt of it… from his beautifully toned chest and his muscular arms to his warm, comfy tropical scent. As if sensing that someone was nearby, he tilted his head to his right side, and turned around slowly, his hands clenched and his knees strait. His eyes were slightly annoyed and showed a bit of challenge… as if daring anybody to interrupt the beauty of the night. But as soon as he rested his gaze on Lara, his eyes softened and his hands unclenched. His posture released to his normal pose, cool and composed. He chuckled a bit, and smiled, showing a wide array of white teeth, perfect and showed that he toke good care of himself.
Seeing him smile made Lara smile. And she walked up to him, he opened his arms and she accepted them. As soon as she felt his embrace, she smiled even wider, and looked into his hazel eyes. Time froze itself, and Lara felt her worries and her concerns drop away, her happy world. Nothing could disturb her. Nothing. This felt, right. It felt proper. But who cares if I didn't… it wouldn't matter. As she dropped her gaze, feeling that she had gone to far to presume that he felt the same way…He tilted her shin up, making her look into his face once again, and this time she noticed that a tear had escaped him eye and made its way down to his cheek. His smile still held strong.
" I love you, Lara" he whispered.
" I love you, Zip."