Berty & Maggi

Berty & Maggi

Berty & Maggi Those became their only identity after an incident stroked them bumping to each other...and the rest were the fate which is the Player Above All

published on August 03, 20162 reads 2 readers 0 completed
Chapter 1.

Slow Steps 2wards the shore

There was a woman standing at the water's edge.

Megan, a spotless girl rapidly approaching womanhood, stood alone on the beach, gazing over the sapphire water with her guileless swarthy crystals. Her brunet hair danced lightly in the ocean breeze. She smiled to herself with anticipation, resting her cheek against one hand as she adjusted her auburn glasses.

She wore a moss-colored bikini top, her fuchsia-flushed ivory back covered only by a thin bit of string, and azure shorts that looked comfortable and easy to wear. Her hair was woven into a brunet braid, complementing her unblemished bloom-colored-flushed pale visage. She stood, awaiting her love.

It started on that day, when she had found herself facing mortal danger, desperately in need of a savior. He came in the form of Robert, who cut down what danger he could and swept her away from the rest. From then on, they were inseparable. They shared every part of their life with each other. That was how it was to this very day

"Megan," Robert said simply with an admiring look-over and a smile on his face. His teal spheres complimented his cobalt strands, brushing against his ears, belying his angelic heart. He was dressed in refined garb befitting his station. He had a toned but slender body covered with alabaster, tinted with russet, skin. As Megan drew nearer, she caught a note of his familiar scent of lingering iron and steel. She smiled to herself. It always reminded her of the time they shared.

"Oh, berty! You came!" Megan said breathlessly, reaching out to take him into an embrace. He laughed and put his arms about her, holding her as they turned about once on the sand with their momentum. With that, they began to walk along the beach.

To their surprise, Megan was the first to speak. "I-I've never really... had anything like this." She clung a little tighter to Robert's calloused hand, resting her head against his strong, slender arm.

"Never?" he asked.

"Oh, never," she said breathlessly. "You are my first true love."

"I love you," he replied, landing a peck on her soft brunet hair.

"I love you too."
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