Moment in Time

Sunlight bathed the fields through which they moved when he stopped and gestured whispering only one word: “Deer”.

She paused and smiled, wishing that she could get to her camera in time, but instead she just watched. They stood soundless, clasping hands as they watched a family of deer turning to watch them back.

Alarmed by their presence, the deer began to bound towards the woods, the noise of their movement breaking the morning’s stillness. She laughed and turned to him, her eyes bright with joy. His gaze reflected her mirth a moment, then he turned to lead her away.

Another small snippet, this time written for Velvet Verbosity’s 100-word challenge, which this week gave us the word “soundless”.

Dazzled by the Sun

She stood, staring at the sun, or at least with the sun warming her face. She could hear a voice, his voice, as he continued on, but the sun beckoned to her, made her stop and seek its caress. She let her thoughts wander, wrapping her arms around herself. This whole situation was confusing; loving him was sometimes a bitch, but she would be damned if she would give up on something so right.

“Are you listening to me?”

She turned, sunlight dazzling her vision, and smiled at him as he walked back towards her, that little smirk settled on his lips. “I am.” she replied, and reached for his hand.

“What did I just say?”

Squeezing his hand, she pulled him closer and leaned into him, laying her head upon his shoulder. “That you love me.” His laughter warmed her from within as the sun warmed her from without, and she held him close.

“I do.” he assured her, kissing her temple softly.

She stepped back when her world stopped tilting, still holding his hand. “I know.” she said, grinning at the small shake of his head. “I believe it, and I feel it, therefore I know it.” she added, leaning to kiss his cheek in that spot she knew made his heart flutter.

The two continued on, continuing to talk as the sun rose into the sky and renewed the earth with its warmth.

A small snippet of something, inspired by the word given to us this week at Trifecta’s Monday Challenge: bitch; also by the image prompt at The Mag.

“Table for Two”

two sit in a cafe
recommended to them
one warmed by sun’s glowing face
another sheltered
a tall potted fern offering blissful shade
they share salted peanuts
drinking coffee and reading
the happenings of a world ignorant of them
two sitting at a table
quietly enjoying the day
without keeping score

Written for Sunday Whirl’s Wordle 79.