'MAKE YOU MINE'

The breeze was fresh.

The surroundings were relaxed.

The moon was brighter than ever along with the stars twinkling around it.

The two hearts were beating in a rhythm and there was a comfortable silence between them.

Megara sat on the rooftop beside Evandros. They had an arm's distance between them. None of them uttered a single word. Evandros looked up at the incredibly exquisite sky before looking back at her. She was also looking up but there was this sightless green orbs of her which kept aimlessly roaming around.

Evandros eyes softened as he continued to stare at her. Those long brown locks of hers mixed with silver strands made her look nothing less exquisite than the sky up there but...she...her beauty was there as always but she has depleted to an exceptional level.

Was it because of her spiritual core?