Poppy walked along the shoreline, the waves braking upon her feet. Her grey
robes billowed in the breeze and her semi curly ashy colored hair flowed
free, the salty sea scent clinging to her tresses. Back inside the cottage,
Alastor woke up to find himself alone. His magical eye swiveled to search
the cottage.
"Poppy?" He voiced, finding himself alone. He rose, dressed, and left the cottage only to spot his wife a little ways ahead on the shore. He couldn't help the smile that revealed itself on his lips.
"I should have known." He muttered as he made his way to approache her, his wooden leg making no sound in the sand. As he moved closer he heard her begin to sing, completely unaware that she was not alone.
"From my first moment you gave me wings
Let me fly and believed in my dreams
From that first moment you cherished me so
The journey through life would be hard without you
You gave me all I have and all I know.
From my first moment you would be there
In your arms lay the strength I now bear
From that first moment each day I have you
The seasons they change but your heart stays the same
You gave me all I have and all I know.
From my first moment as time goes by
We drift endlessly through open skies
The journey through life would be hard without you
You gave me all I have and all I know."
Poppy's voice trailed off as she continued to stare at the breaking waves before her, completely unaware of his presence.
"That was beautiful, Poppy." Alastor said in a soft growl, stepping up behind her to place his free hand on her shoulder.
She started and turned to face him. "I had thought you were sleeping. I just had to come and watch the waves, the night is so beautiful."
"I awoke and you weren't there, so I came out here to find you, and the night isn't nearly as beautiful as you are." He told her.
Looking into his eyes, she took his hand in her own. "Sit down awhile with me here? It's too lovely to stay inside."
Alastor waved his wand to conjure up a towel. "After you, my love."
Her eyes lit up. "Thank you, dearest." Poppy thanked him.
She sat down and pulled him down so that she sat in front of him, his arms embracing her from behind as she leaned into him still facing the sea. Alastor kissed the nape of her neck. Poppy trembled at his kiss, thinking she'd never been happier in all her life than in this moment with her husband sitting on the shore in the glorious evening. He continued kissing her neck causing her skin to tingle. She burrowed deeper into his embrace, quite comfortable in his arms. Alastor rested his chin on to of her head, his normal eye focused on the sea while his magical one focused on her. His wife sighed contentedly and soon let her head rest on his shoulder. Her eyes closing of their own accord as the sea breeze caressed her face.
"Poppy? Are you tired, darling?" He asked.
Being in his arms while the breeze continued to caress her, she felt herself slowly being lulled to sleep. "Mm-hmm ..."
"Perhaps we should return to the cottage." Her husband suggested.
"Mm-hmm." She opened her eyes and rose, getting to her feet to cast one last glance at the sea.
Alastor rose as well, vanishing the towel. "Shall we?" He offered his arm.
Poppy took his arm and tugged her robes closer around her. "Yes, dearest."
Alastor started toward the cottage with Poppy on his arm. She fell in step beside him as they made their way to the porch.
"Poppy?" He paused on the porch and turned to her.
"Yes?" She asked.
He released her arm to caress her cheek. "I love you. Very much."
"I love you more than words can say." She smiled at him.
Alastor lowered his head to kiss her, tenderly. She happily accepted his kiss.
He lifted his head and opened the door. "After you, my love."
"Thank you, dearest." She whispered, proceeding inside as he followed her and shut the door behind him.
"Poppy?" He voiced, finding himself alone. He rose, dressed, and left the cottage only to spot his wife a little ways ahead on the shore. He couldn't help the smile that revealed itself on his lips.
"I should have known." He muttered as he made his way to approache her, his wooden leg making no sound in the sand. As he moved closer he heard her begin to sing, completely unaware that she was not alone.
"From my first moment you gave me wings
Let me fly and believed in my dreams
From that first moment you cherished me so
The journey through life would be hard without you
You gave me all I have and all I know.
From my first moment you would be there
In your arms lay the strength I now bear
From that first moment each day I have you
The seasons they change but your heart stays the same
You gave me all I have and all I know.
From my first moment as time goes by
We drift endlessly through open skies
The journey through life would be hard without you
You gave me all I have and all I know."
Poppy's voice trailed off as she continued to stare at the breaking waves before her, completely unaware of his presence.
"That was beautiful, Poppy." Alastor said in a soft growl, stepping up behind her to place his free hand on her shoulder.
She started and turned to face him. "I had thought you were sleeping. I just had to come and watch the waves, the night is so beautiful."
"I awoke and you weren't there, so I came out here to find you, and the night isn't nearly as beautiful as you are." He told her.
Looking into his eyes, she took his hand in her own. "Sit down awhile with me here? It's too lovely to stay inside."
Alastor waved his wand to conjure up a towel. "After you, my love."
Her eyes lit up. "Thank you, dearest." Poppy thanked him.
She sat down and pulled him down so that she sat in front of him, his arms embracing her from behind as she leaned into him still facing the sea. Alastor kissed the nape of her neck. Poppy trembled at his kiss, thinking she'd never been happier in all her life than in this moment with her husband sitting on the shore in the glorious evening. He continued kissing her neck causing her skin to tingle. She burrowed deeper into his embrace, quite comfortable in his arms. Alastor rested his chin on to of her head, his normal eye focused on the sea while his magical one focused on her. His wife sighed contentedly and soon let her head rest on his shoulder. Her eyes closing of their own accord as the sea breeze caressed her face.
"Poppy? Are you tired, darling?" He asked.
Being in his arms while the breeze continued to caress her, she felt herself slowly being lulled to sleep. "Mm-hmm ..."
"Perhaps we should return to the cottage." Her husband suggested.
"Mm-hmm." She opened her eyes and rose, getting to her feet to cast one last glance at the sea.
Alastor rose as well, vanishing the towel. "Shall we?" He offered his arm.
Poppy took his arm and tugged her robes closer around her. "Yes, dearest."
Alastor started toward the cottage with Poppy on his arm. She fell in step beside him as they made their way to the porch.
"Poppy?" He paused on the porch and turned to her.
"Yes?" She asked.
He released her arm to caress her cheek. "I love you. Very much."
"I love you more than words can say." She smiled at him.
Alastor lowered his head to kiss her, tenderly. She happily accepted his kiss.
He lifted his head and opened the door. "After you, my love."
"Thank you, dearest." She whispered, proceeding inside as he followed her and shut the door behind him.