His right foot touched the wooden deck, and his left followed swiftly behind. Both feet were bare so as to not disturb the night. He listened to the sound of his made-up waves steadily folding and swirling; bringing along his fictional breeze, tinged with salt.
He took a few steps forward until he reached the wooden railing. He lifted his index finger, and lightly traced the grain of the wood with an absent mind. He looked over the railings into his make-believe sea, and a reflection caught his eye, shimmering amongst the deep cobalt waves. He looked up and saw her: Luna.
Glowing with ethereal light, she was only worthy of dreams. Pinpoints
I haven't been on Deviantart for so long! I think I'll be back and drawing more than ever when I get back to England just before school starts:3. I can't really do much here in Sweden because I don't have an eraser... I could go buy one but I don't want to XD
I'LL BE BACK!