The sun beats down on all beneath it, hot and unending. Birds, insects, and other wildlife chirp and call, and the wind gently blows through trees and grass alike. A young, dark-haired man works and toils in a cornfield, and soon enough strikes his shovel into the earth, which latches on to keep it upright in his place. Raising the back of his hand to wipe his sheened brow, he breathes in and releases, looking up to the sky as cottonlike clouds slowly drifted through that vast, blue expanse. They were pretty, and pure; he would reach out and touch them if he could, and yet--
"..-ah!"
The man blinks and turns his focus to the far-off noise. There along the edge of his home awaited a woman younger than he, and of his spitting image besides. She called out to him wordlessly, smiling and waving for his attention. Attention she was quick to earn, as usual.
He couldn't help but notice how pale she was against the darker and more natural tones of the world. A person dainty and precious both. A downward glance prompts self-assessment and comparison. His shirtless form was indeed darker, tanner than hers; and it had been long since last he burned beneath the sun. But her errands were inside, and his lay without. He would have it no other way.
He wrestles his shovel from the earth and laid it over-shoulder as he returned home.
"..-ah!"
The man blinks and turns his focus to the far-off noise. There along the edge of his home awaited a woman younger than he, and of his spitting image besides. She called out to him wordlessly, smiling and waving for his attention. Attention she was quick to earn, as usual.
He couldn't help but notice how pale she was against the darker and more natural tones of the world. A person dainty and precious both. A downward glance prompts self-assessment and comparison. His shirtless form was indeed darker, tanner than hers; and it had been long since last he burned beneath the sun. But her errands were inside, and his lay without. He would have it no other way.
He wrestles his shovel from the earth and laid it over-shoulder as he returned home.
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