Watching The Stars Together
Drabble 55: Beach
Hikari liked long walks on the beach.
There was something in the feeling of soft sand beneath your feet, or the way the sun reflected on the edge of the ocean, or the feeling of Wizard's smooth hand in hers that made walking along the beach so enjoyable.
They left footprints in the sand behind them as they walked, and Hikari felt as though everything was perfect. Maybe as perfect as the sun's distorted mauve reflection on the waves of the water as the tide went back and forth. Maybe as perfect as each, white, pale grain of sand squished between her toes.
Maybe as perfect as them. Together. Here in Castanet.
Everything was just perfect, saccharinely so, as they walked along the edges of the tide – together.
