"You're not going to fall." Oliver outstretched his hand. Felicity took it, biting her lip as she stepped atop a rock.
They were on a mountain, overlooking water and lush green fields. They were completely surrounded by rock. The light breeze wafted through the air, taking Felicity's now much shorter blonde locks with it. The two stopped and took in the view. This is what it was all about - the concept called "life." Moments like these, the ones you only have to see to believe, have to be shared with someone that means everything.
Aside from the occasional passerby, it was just the two of them. Felicity closed her eyes and inhaled. She slowly let out her breath to find Oliver watching her.
"Last time I was up on a mountain, I was battling the Demon's head."
He pulled her closer. Felicity wrapped her arms around his grey v-neck clad waist. He felt Oliver place his lips in her hair.
Moments, she spoke. "In a way, it's symbolic. You didn't know who you were then. You didn't know who you were going to become."
The two of them stayed there, taking in the scene surrounding them. Their moment was interrupted, however, by a tap on their shoulder.
"What a lovely couple. You two on your honeymoon?"
Laughs escaped both their mouths. "No! No…We're not, no. We didn't get married." Felicity began to fidget.
Oliver saw a camera hanging around the stranger's neck. "Do you mind taking a photo of us, sir?"
The man smiled, retrieving the black polaroid. "Alright you two. Smile big."