Just Another Day
Анастасия knotted her fingers through Гарри’s fingers as they looked out over the coast and the warm blue sky. It was a gorgeous moment of silence among the chaos of their everyday lives. The calmness and stillness ran through both their veins as Анастасия rested her head on Гарри’s shoulder, feeling the gentleness of the skin on his neck on her jaw. It was mundane and there was nothing special about this day – except that they were able to spend more time together at the weekend.
They had both grew up in different sides of Talnakh. They worked in the nickel industry in the week. They were two of many people in Talnakh. Two of many people in the world. Two dots overlooking the coast. But always the most important people in the world to each other and had married three years ago. Life was just beginning for them.
In response to the What Pegman Saw writing prompt: