Moments- Silent Sunset
So I'll admit that I suck at describing stuff in my writing. As you may have noticed, a lot of my writing is dialogue. So I used this chapter to try and practice my descriptive writing skills. Yay!
I calculated the actual story part word count and found out that only like 2% of the chapter is dialogue. Sweet.
BREAKING NEWS: Disney owns Frozen.
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Imagine a day, from sunrise to sunset as a sentence. The sunrise is the first word, where it all begins. Each word in the sentence represents time going on, until the very end. Sunset would be the punctuation. Now imagine a sentence that ends with an exclamation point. The exclamation would be sunset, as a vibrant sunset is a rather exciting way to end a day, much like an exclamation point is an exciting way to end a sentence.
Two people sat underneath a golden leaved oak tree on a hill overlooking the ocean, watching the particular sunset of September thirteenth, 1823. One of these people was Princess Anna of Arendelle, the other Kristoff Bjorgman, a commoner. He was no ordinary commoner, at least not in the eyes of the princess. To her, he was a hero, a friend, something more. She had known it for quite some time know and was still getting used to the fact that she was in love with him. Every time she looked at him, her heart raced. The very thought of him brought a smile to her face, and when she tried to talk to him about anything at all her face would get hot and she would feel twenty times as awkward as she normally felt. To Anna, love is a big pile of awkward happiness.
When Kristoff first met Anna, he had no intention of falling in love with her. His original plan was to help her get to the North Mountain, return her home, and move on with life. But there was something about her that he couldn't ever leave behind, though even today he didn't know what it was. Every single time he talked to her, looked at her, even thought of her he was overcome with a brilliant feeling unlike anything he'd ever felt before. This new feeling was impossible to describe, something like happiness and joy and fear and embarrassment all at once. One might call it love.
"Look at the sunset, Kristoff. It's beautiful."
"Be quiet."
"What? I don't underst-"
"Just look. Listen. Feel."
Look. The sun was setting in the west, a blazing orange reflecting off the sea, turning the water the same bright color. The sky was golden as well, the clouds were a deep purple tinged with pink. In the east, the sky was growing darker. Any minute now, the first stars would begin to twinkle like diamonds in the sky. The tree they sat against was an oak tree, its leaves drying and turning orange. In the remaining few weeks before the first snow, the leaves would drop, floating down to the ground and collecting in massive piles.
Anna looked at Kristoff. The sunlight turned his handsome face orange. His messy blond hair was blowing in the warm breeze of a dying summer. The short sleeves of his shirt exposed his muscles, strong from years of mountain climbing. Not wanting to seem rude, she turned her attention back to the sunset.
Kristoff, however, couldn't get enough of staring at Anna. She had her hair in her signature braids, though they were coming loose. With one elegant movement, she let down her hair. He was shocked at how beautiful she was. He'd never seen her with her hair down before, and he found himself breathless as her strawberry blond locks tumbled down her shoulders. The orange light of the sun made her hair twice as vibrant, and that was saying something. The exposure to sunlight had made her adorable freckles more prominent, dotting her nose like stars in the sky. She was truly beautiful.
Anna noticed that Kristoff had been staring at her a bit longer than necessary. "You're staring at me."
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"You're beautiful."
Anna smiled. "Thanks." She took his hand in hers. She was lost in his deep brown eyes, while he was mesmerized by her brilliant blue green eyes. They were silent. Absolutely silent. The only sound was the dry leaves of the majestic oak tree rustling in the breeze. Nothing else. It truly was a silent sunset.
They were still facing each other, and soon it happened. The inevitable kiss. Slowly they leaned towards each other, hesitating for just a moment before connecting in a blissful kiss. Her lips were soft and sweet and delicate, while his were dry and chapped, probably from his life in the mountains. For the time being, that didn't matter. All that mattered was that they were together, and nothing could ever separate them. He pulled her into his lap, causing her to gasp slightly, but they never broke the kiss. Sure, that was probably a bit too far, but neither of them cared.
They pulled apart, and for a moment there was that happy-scared-awkward stare of love that they exchanged so often. They sat in each others arms and watched the sunset. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and the sun has sunk below the horizon before either of them knew it. The warm breeze was long gone, leaving a chill in the air. Millions of stars were scattered across the pitch black sky. The silver sliver of a moon that hung in the sky illuminated the world in a soft light. Although it was a rather cold night, the two stayed there the entire time, keeping each other warm until they fell asleep. They woke up at dawn to watch the sunrise.
It was a silent sunrise.
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-Queen Elsa of the TARDIS
