Our Clear Skies
The sky is clear, not a cloud in sight and the two boys are perfectly content.
They sit, relaxed and happy, as the fly's and birds circle but never land.
The sunlight cascading down through the trees sparkles across the lake and glints on black rimmed glasses and hanging dog tags.
Somewhere. Somewhere far away an evil Lord is making plans for destruction but the two dark haired boys neither know nor care.
So they sit, relaxed and happy - but for how long? The war that will tear them apart looms, like a dark cloud smothering their clear skies.
A/N: I know i've been away for ages but this just a little drabble. I tried so hard to get it exactly 100 words but only got 99. Damn.
Well you know the drill by now i'm sure. Read and Review please!