cool summer morning, fog enveloping the ground, birds singing, dew on the grass and your quiet laughter as you and Risley walk through the field. You two have already gone quite far into the field. Yours and his cheeks were a little pink due to the slight frost this morning. He holds your hand tightly, leading you even deeper into the field to admire the sunrise. A bright, loving smile plays on his lips.

After a few minutes, he took off his jacket and laid it on the grass. You both sat down as the sun began to rise, illuminating your beautiful features.

“beautiful, huh?”