The rays of the midmorning sun beat hard, the intensity of the heat like roaring laughter. The two walked side by side. With confident steps, Young Phoenix walked an awkward path.
Lord Fox floated like a kite in a breeze. His face beamed with an adoring glow. Lingering eyes longing; blind to all but the one who has captured his heart.
Legend: Her Face was Flushed
Young Phoenix led while the Fox lord followed. The river lay up ahead. Its waters sparkled. Rays of the sun danced upon its surface.
“The river was never hidden, Lord Fox” Young Phoenix said with a smile “Just like the truth, the river has always existed. You just allowed yourself to discover where it lies”
Smile. Heart beats fiercely but anger’s venom does not flow through her veins. Breathe. The cool wind enters enhancing the flow of harmony towards her heart.
Lord Fox leaned up against a tree. He closed his eyes and breathed in the vision of his surroundings, allowing this moment to be etched in his mind.
I have made such a fool of myself. Lord Fox thought to himself. If Young Phoenix never wishes to see me again, I will at least have this moment. I will imprint this moment in my mind forever.
His eyes remained closed. He inhaled as the wind blew in his face; dark hair brushed aside; a gentle smile spread across his lips.
Young Phoenix smiled as she looked upon his face. He has finely chiseled features. She thought as she examined his face for the first time. Firm jaw line. Perfectly formed lips. They were chapped. His cheek bones were high and dignified. His eyes, they opened and her eyes met his.
They were locked in a gaze. It lasted a split second but for the Fox lord, this was forever. In slow motion, he watched as her eyes blinked, her lids becoming heavy, lashes gently brushing the wind. They met the lower lid. Lids then became light again, opening, slowly. Lashes gently rising against the wind, like shades opening allowing the sun to be exposed. Her eyes looked away.
Her face was flushed.