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Under the Storm

She watches as the rain fall, sidestepping
Hoping it doesn’t touch her
She scowls upward, with a disapproving glare
She hears a crow on her left and rolls her eyes

She steps into the coffee shop
Catching his eye
As she steps up to the counter
Her long aqua hair catches his eye
Her slender legs, her body looking like it belongs to a dance

She turns away from him but he could have sworn her eyes were sea blue

She rolls her eyes as she spots the mermaid on the counter
She turns the figurine away from her

He steps up to her and her eyes shut for a moment
She smelled him when she walked in
She could feel his warmth radiating from across the room

He’s her downfall and she can’t let herself be drawn to him
This is her only chance to step away from the fairy tails
To be able to live
There is no kiss before the 3rd day
There is no evil sea witch to take away her hard earned legs

But here he is
Will she step towards her destiny or run away
As she feels the tap on her shoulder
She turns to look into his blue eyes
That were passed down from a Prince

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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