The sun was shining bright upon the beautiful village, the sand coating the ground with warmth.
They were both sitting under a tree, Auburn red hair resting on a orange poncho. The boy ran his hand through her soft hair, both of them content.
No monsters, no Dark Genie, all the villages repaired. For once, today was just a day of peace, of comfort.
They sat under the shade, neither of them saying anything, just silent, enjoying each other's company.
This, however was ruined when the boy's stomach let out a growl, causing him to blush in embarassment.
They stood up, both of them heading to a house, where a kindly woman was waiting at the top of a set of stairs.
Yang is good, light, positive. All of the stories here are stories that will bring a smile to your face and keep you feeling happy. Read this story after you read Yin, to help you through the day.