Moonshine.

The sun was setting beyond the horizon while spreading its warmth all over the sky.

Clad in pink, she looked at the rocky terrains around her in awe while he held her arm gently.

Far away from the city, their conversations seemed as playful as the twinkling lights at the distance.

They made plans they could call their own and pictured scenarios that they were a little too far-fetched.

But it was those high dreams that made them what they were.

They talked, laughed, and sometimes, graced the silence.

As the evening turned into yet another night, the stars began to embellish the sky.

And at the place where the moonshine wrapped the lake, they promised each other a life full of adventures. Not forevers!

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