Only the breeze whispered to weathered senses as he sat under the shade of their tree. The blanket under him tried to flee, but he would not let the perfection of the scene scatter for her arrival. This was their spot, staked out by solitude, shared through countless sunsets.
But she did not come, nor did he expect her to anymore. Only he and time manned the post now.
Finally, as the sun dimmed beneath night, so too did his gaze as the apple fell from his hand, bearing her name. He didn’t need it anymore. They were together now at last in their sanctuary.
Entry #1 for this week’s 100 Word Challenge from Julia’s Place. A lot of this one was spawned simply from this song and what my mind did with the tones, undertones and recent events on this end.
I hope you all enjoy!