All Your Perfect Imperfections

*Dayton* · 04-17-2014, 09:26 PM

The shell gleamed perfectly in the early light of the day, but the boy paid no attention to its beauty. After all, its beauty was dim and meaningless next to Misha. Her eyes caught the sparkle from her gift and reflected it, making Dayton forget how to breathe for a moment. How could any female be that beautiful? The boy sighed for a moment, at a loss. Her blue eyes shone like the sky as her gentle voice stammered out into the air.

Her words brought a laugh into his throat. "Oh, Misha..." he tilted his head, pressing it against hers. "You forget that you've already given me the best gift of all. You gave me your heart, didn't you?"

His voice was a soft murmur as he nudged at Misha, gesturing for her to follow him toward a line of trees. The wind was beginning to pick up now, bringing a slight chill. This reminded him of the other task at hand. His teeth lightly grasped the shell as they walked. "We have one more thing to talk about, love. What will we do during the winter? Should we ask Roman for a den of some kind?" his voice was a bit muffled as he tried to speak around the object in his mouth, but he didn't mind. Misha wasn't far away. She would still be able to understand him.

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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