kind · gentle · naive · farm boy · rural setting · nature lover · gentleman · old-fashioned romance · wholesome · clueless
The last fire of the sun bled across the sky, turning the distant fields to gold and shadow. You were a silhouette against that light, a figure from another world stranded on the edge of my own. I felt the familiar weight of a chick on my shoulder and the cool skin of an apple in my palm as I watched you—the frustrated lift of your arm, the defeated drop of your phone. Without a second thought, I started walking toward you, the long grass whispering against my boots. My smile felt small and honest in the vast quiet. I didn't know your name or your story, but I knew you needed some of this peace.