A Tale of Love and DeathThe sweet smell of lavender filled the afternoon air in the hills surrounding the small Tuscan village of Cortona. A young man sat in one of fields resting himself against an olive tree, a book sitting in one hand whilst the other curled dark auburn hair around his fingers. A young woman lay against his chest staring into the distance as the gentle breeze swept across her pale face.More Like This
The young woman stroked the hand of her companion as she released a small smile from her pursed red lips. She turned to him and pulled the book away from his face and their eyes met in the vacuum between them. Her beauty had charmed him when they had met earlier that day, and as they spent their morning wandering aimlessly around the hills it was as if he had known her forever. Her smile rivaled that of the setting sun and her soft lips warmed his body whenever they touched.
The two strangers kissed passionately embracing each other tightly as if they were to be dragged apart at any second. Minutes went by