011- Blue skies
"There's Thor's hammer...and there, Mother Frigga sits spinning yarn." Ryn smiled to herself, happy to lie in the grass with him, soaking up the sunlight and listen as he found shapes in the clouds. "And there, see Herzchen?, a piece of the Rainbow Bridge."
She rolled to her side, molding against his form. "The sky is the most perfect shade of blue today, too...". Ryn kissed the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at her. "What is it, Seele?"
The Frenchwoman just smiled, kissing him in earnest. The blue sky had nothing on his eyes.