A/N: So, I had a lot of fun with this theme, as I loved the prompt, and the writing style was a total experiment. I really like how the theme came out. Also, to anyone who celebrates Thanksgiving, have a good one while pigging out on turkey!

"…": characters talking to each other

'…': characters talking to themselves

(…): extra facts about something in the story

(Takes place five years after "Mystic Fate II")

Theme 35: Dawn

The Great Barrier Reef, August 17, 2012, 5:30 am – Australia

"Isn't it grand, V?"

You glance at your new husband and wearily nod, too tired to really create a coherent reply. The good-morning kiss does the trick better than three cups of coffee with five containers of cream and one of sugar, though.

"Come on, V. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Chocolate eyes fixate on the sky as seen from a small sailboat that bobs in the blue-green water off the coast of Australia. An Australian accent, which has always been heard, is now a tad stronger since its owner's return to his nation of origin.

"What, the sunrise? We can see this from home," you respond, stretching. Your pink and green tie-dyed tank top rises upwards, drawing your husband's eyes to your body, which you really don't mind. After all, he's seen and touched every part of it already. After a moment, though, two sets of eyes meet before one pair's owner grins.

"Just wait, V. It's so worth it to be up this early in the morning." You cock your head, curious. Seeing your look, his grin widens. "It's the colors, Vida, that you'll love the most."

"You promise, Xan?" you ask wearily standing up. Your eyes alight on the sky before gasping in delight. Colors of every shade imaginable are now streaks in the sky, as a painter's brush would place them on a canvas. You sense more than feel a pair of strong, tan arms wrap around you from behind.

"… This is so worth the early morning," you remark too in awe to really say anything else.

"Told you, V. The dawns here in Australia are worth the wait… and they're only going to get better."

You smirk up at him, having long gotten over your annoyance of his having a few inches to a foot's height advantage over you. "Oh yeah?"

"Most definitely." You soon decide that there are better things to do with your morning than look at colors in the sky; much better things.