SUNKISSED. «william herondale»

SUNKISSED. «william herondale»

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The familiar boy looked out over the waters, the sun making his skin radiate across the gloomy beach. He wore a hat now and the red-white material seemed to entangle itself with his jet-black locks. You knew that you had seen this boy before - it was obvious. He had come to this beach before. He smiled as the waves rolled over the shore, reaching for the tips of his feet yet not quite succeeding in getting there. It was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen, the way his smile lit up the small space like a lighthouse, its flourescent rays casting a bright streak through stormy waters as night closes in. You wanted to go over to him, to talk to him the way many other girls do. She had overheard them before, talking about the male's breathtaking looks and his ever-amused expression. But you couldn't. His sunkissed skin scared you away. Perfect - too perfect - to go near. DISCLAIMER: i do not own any of the characters in this story. all characters belong to cassandra clare and, of course, yourself. i do, however, own the plot and have control of what goes on in this story.
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