(Inspired by Twilight by Stephenie Meyer)
It’s strange that I never noticed how fast clouds move before. It was sort of frightening. I almost felt like running for cover, as though they might lose control and tumble from the sky and crush me. I might have done just that had I not been so comfortable where I was, lying in the sun in a lush meadow.
I turned to look at the beautiful, ageless being stretched on the grass beside me. His looks were deceiving, for while he appeared to be a normal teenage boy, I knew he was well over 300 years old and not human at all.
“Nathaniel,” I said, my voice sounding loud in the calm of the clearing.
“Mmm?” was his only reply. His eyes were closed and a lazy smile graced his lips as he soaked up the sun.
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