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A/N: Short, pretentious piece in which nothing really happens.
#14: ryuusei
He finds her, the lone protrusion of an otherwise smooth expanse of darkened green, separating barren ground from the abundant. The rustling of grass, stirred by the ocean breeze. The barest hint of salt tang drifts in the wind.
She says nothing as he stands beside her, leans on his shoulder by way of acknowledgment. A discreet arm slipping around her waist.
No words for a time. Only companionship, the last rays of the sun touching the waves golden.
Then the night. And the stars, mere pinpricks in the darkness, belying the sheer power and fiery blaze needed to bring a single ant-light to this far-flung Earth. A burning of life.
Eventually fading.
Her hand stretches out slowly, reaching up as though to clasp that distant fall of light.
"Look." The barest whisper. "A shooting star…"
His arm tightens gently around her.
Even as shadows darkened the horizon, there would be a way. As long as they had each other.