Finally Claiming The Moon (R18)

Archer was lying on his back relaxing on the carpet, taking in the serenity of the moment. Thorin was nibbling on a piece of bread nearby.

As the sun dipped beyond the horizon, his gaze shifted to the grasslands spread out before him was a breathtaking expanse of rolling green fields, the grass swaying softly in the gentle breeze.

The grass painted a picture with various shades of green, all moving in a graceful dance. In the distance tall mountains touched the clouds.

Their snowy peaks contrasted against the vivid blue sky, giving them endless strength.

Above, the sky transformed into a masterpiece, a blend of tangerine and peach merging with the fading blue.

Green fields transformed with gold and amber hues as if bidding farewell to the departing sun.

Every blade of grass became a stroke of vibrant color, swaying in the evening air.

As daylight dimmed, their slopes absorbed the waning light, casting elongated shadows across the land.