Liona stands by his side at the shore of the shimmering sea.
The lulling waves lap at her feet, dragging along grains of sand, pulling back miniscule shells. Faris can hear her breathing slow, the pulsing rhythm of her heart settle.
Together the children watch the world melt with soothing droplets of color.
About the Creator
Chloe
she’s back.
a prodigious writer at 14, she has just completed a 100,000+ word book and is looking for publishers.
super opinionated.
writes free-verse about annoying people.
Lost Romance
Lost Romance There were things that happened in my life about ten years ago that still have an impact. Even though I lived in a busy metropolis, the summer heat made me long for the peace and quiet of the countryside. My wish to meander among verdant surroundings and tall trees intensified. Armed with a little red automobile and a reliable map, I set off into the nighttime countryside.
By Abdul Qayyum4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
8 YEARS OLD? AMAZING!
Admirable Scene🎬❤️😉