Golden light, perfect breeze, total peace. ✨

The sand bit at the soles of your feet – unnoticed. A slight shift in the light, catching the dust motes dancing around her lips as she turns to you. The breeze tickles a strand of hair across her cheek, settling it just so. You reach out then, tentative fingers brushing against the sleeve of her dress. A small smile plays on her mouth, a shiver that traces down your spine with each perfect turn. The salty air smells of promise and warmth."