Observed

“As he sat next to me, I observed him; his tanned skin was a deep amber color, notes of olive mixed with sunshine, and the thin soft hairs laid on it shone as if actually made out of pure gold. The summer and the sun had claimed him as one of their own, a reminder of the lightest and warmest part of each year; personally, though, I disagreed. I thought he shone as bright as the sun itself.”

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