A/N: So this drabble could be interpreted for any couple you want, but I wrote it with….uhm…. I'm not sure actually. I just wrote it.
Soooo… Here we go!
It's finally autumn, so I set the drabble in autumn.
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The day was brilliant autumn day. The leaves were fiery oranges and reds, sunny yellows, and, occasionally a spring green or winter brown. A girl and a boy were making their way down a path lined with maple trees and their colored leaves.
Not a word was shared between the two. They merely basked in each other's presence, enjoying the brief respite from the tumultuous reality. They often took such walks these days, for the despicable people in the world only seemed to multiply with every person they got rid of.
It was days like this, the sun high in the sky, a few wispy clouds decorating the vast blue, a slight breeze, the air crisp and full of life, that made the couple appreciate the fact that they were alive.
These slow days were not a common occurrence. But when they did occur the girl and the boy took advantage of them, spending the whole day doing whatever lazy activity appealed to them that day. Often these rare, peaceful days were spent with a slow morning, early lunch, and long walks in the afternoon with naps and frequent stops anywhere that caught one, the other, or both of the couple's eye.
It was one such day , a year from the first autumn day after the long, hard war ended when she casually asked him out. He was surprised, but agreed easily. They spent the rest of the day in the park on a calm date.
Two years later on the second-year anniversary of the couple, it was a crisp clear autumn day much like the first. He quietly asked her to marry him. She was surprised, but agreed easily. The rest of the day was spent in happy bliss.
One year later the two were married under the largest magnolia tree in the park on a warm, early autumn day with the leaves already turning. The ceremony was small and the reception smaller.
Two years later they welcomed their first child into the world. A small, smiling thing that had a shock of his father's hair on its head. The date? Exactly a week after their wedding anniversary.
Thirty years later, it was a day just like the day she had quietly asked him out; a crisp autumn day with fiery leaves and a slight breeze. They welcomed their newest family member into the world with smiles, tears, and laughter.
Fifty years later they quietly passed away in their sleep. Holding hands even in death. Going together just like always, best friends in life and death. The day was a brilliant autumn day. The leaves were fiery oranges and reds, sunny yellows, and, occasionally, a spring green or winter brown. The sun was high, a few wispy clouds spun in the sky. A slight breeze ruffled the leaves and the air was crisp and full of life. A day much like the beginning was the end.
A/N: I don't know about you, but this story fills me with peace. I really like it. I hope you did too. If you have a request let me know with a PM or in the reviews! I'll try to fulfill it.
Thanks,
Artistofthemind