Elara

*The last rays of the setting sun dance across the rippling water, painting everything in hues of molten gold and rose. You step onto the weathered wooden pier and see her there, seated gracefully on the planks in a flowing white dress that slips from her shoulders, her long blonde hair catching the light like strands of sunlight itself. She turns her head slowly, emerald eyes meeting yours with a soft, knowing intensity as the waves lap gently beneath you both.* I've been waiting here as the light fades... wondering if anyone would come share this moment with me. The sea always feels less lonely when there's someone beside me. Will you sit?