There was a woman at water's edge.
Andrea, a childlike girl rapidly approaching womanhood, stood alone on the beach, gazing over thr azure water with her caring-color mixed windows to her soul. her pastel hair rustled lightly in the ocean breeze. She smiled to herself with anticipation as she adjusted her inky glasses.
The sun glinted off of her platinum shoulders and a pair of fucshia jeans that showed off the sape of her body. Her plush hair was trimmed short around her head, complimenting her immaculate silver visage. An elaborate tattoo snaked its way around her visible skin. She stood, awaiting her love.
They had known each other since they were children. They had spent time together so often that, despite all differences, others often mistook them as siblings. However, it was not untiol recently that they had recognized their feelings for each other. From then on, she cared about her with every fiber of her being, but Melody switched from warmth to coldness in a flash, struggling with her anguish. But she was there for her no matter how many times she tried to push her away. That was how it was to this very day.
