The wind blew gently across the meadows, spreading its sweet moist fragrance. With the sun preparing to rest for the day, the sky turned into hues of orange and purple. As Thorn made his way through the trees and rocky path he finally stopped and heaved a sigh of relief after finding the one person he was looking for. Coming out to the meadows he cautiously watched as Rose danced gracefully. Listening to the music created by mother nature, she moved her delicate limbs and danced like a swan in the lake. With her hair left loose and the gentle wind that teased her, she danced to feel free and alive, it wasn’t long before Thorn approached her and startled her by offering his hand.
“Thorn!” Rose gasped and stood still while Thorn smiled at her.
“May I have this dance with you,” He said char
