Beach, Wednesday evening, Sunset
It wasn't a perfect night for a trip to the beach, but 'Dite had zapped in a small lean-to and started a fire as well. There were some pillows, and a bottle of Ouzo, and the Goddess of Love wrapped up in a pink pullover sweat shirt. It wasn't warm, but it certainly wasn't cold, as Aphrodite had created a nice bubble around the lean-to where no rain or wind or cold could penetrate. Now, she was just waiting.
Being here on the beach was bringing back memories, though, of riding through the waves on her shell, the breeze in her hair, the sun on her skin. She'd have to come back this summer, maybe hold a barbecue with friends, and take them all out for a ride.
Her smile was slightly muted, as she realized just how much she would miss the island.
(Expecting one, but open before the big guy arrives -- if LJ is in the mood to cooperate, of course.)
Being here on the beach was bringing back memories, though, of riding through the waves on her shell, the breeze in her hair, the sun on her skin. She'd have to come back this summer, maybe hold a barbecue with friends, and take them all out for a ride.
Her smile was slightly muted, as she realized just how much she would miss the island.
(Expecting one, but open before the big guy arrives -- if LJ is in the mood to cooperate, of course.)