"It is magical, but I don't think it is the place that is so magical.
It's you." He smirked and took the paddle, pushing the boat from the shore onto the lake and hopping on. The bottom of the boat was luckily dry and the water was shining with the red light of the lanterns and the white light of the moon. She was that light.
His eyes looked towards hers and he tilted his head. the boat was in the middle of the lake. He sat by her now, his head leaning on hers. Valentine, finally after ten minutes of rowing, had found the spot he wanted. It was a bit secluded from the others, but had a great view of the crescent moon and the lanterns below.
"Amelia..." he said, resting his head upon hers.
It's you." He smirked and took the paddle, pushing the boat from the shore onto the lake and hopping on. The bottom of the boat was luckily dry and the water was shining with the red light of the lanterns and the white light of the moon. She was that light.
His eyes looked towards hers and he tilted his head. the boat was in the middle of the lake. He sat by her now, his head leaning on hers. Valentine, finally after ten minutes of rowing, had found the spot he wanted. It was a bit secluded from the others, but had a great view of the crescent moon and the lanterns below.
"Amelia..." he said, resting his head upon hers.