The bright sun blends into the blue sky, mixed in with white clouds and shades filled in with large, heavy trees. The air is cool; the wind softly blowing as the temperature lowers, yet the sun still stands, stronger than ever.
There is a pair of blue eyes that are shut close, yet suddenly, they flinch, impacted by the bright rays of the current heat of the sun. Then, there's the twitch of thin, pink lips, the blowing softly of long, thick blonde hair out one's face, than the flare of one's nostrils as they sniff the fresh air of the forest.
"Fuck."
