Stefan sits on the soft golden sand, watching the sun descend over the horizon past the palm trees. The sea reflects the colours of the sky forming a rich glossy texture upon the waves. He stares into it longingly, wishing that the other Dark SiDers were still here beside him. But all he sees is his reflection staring back at him, infused shades of Orange and pink. His hair is a dark blonde, perfectly straight with such a thick depth. He flicks his fringe lazily out of his hazel eyes with a slender forefinger, and wonders where they could be now. He sighs gently and stands up, the sharp concentration returning to his gaze. Turning to the person behind him he speaks with a tone of sad affection in his voice. "I'm ready Sam. Let's go, it's time we became legends.Relics, of the past."
Sun Feb 26, 2012 2:02 pm
