Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon.
This is a set of drabbles for Swingdancer23's Dares contest. The story will be told through the "eyes" of Vaughn's signature cowboy hat :) Hope y'all like it even though it is kinda strange.
The light, ocean breeze flowing in my direction is soothing both me and my owner. I can tell because his breathing is slow and steady. He closes his amethyst eyes and lets out a deep sigh as if he was removing his troubles this way. He's actually calm. Every day, he finds a way to argue with a shipmate and to cause a commotion. This always ends with me clinging onto his silver locks with dear life as he storms out of the room to cool off. Maybe one day this will change. I just want him to be happy.
OK, I'm not sure if this is a total failure, awesome, or somewhere else. Please let me know what you think but please keep in mind that this is my first time writing drabbles and my first time writing in the POV of an inanimate object.
This is a Christmas present for all of my readers. Thank you for supporting me! :)
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12-25-11