The lake, smooth and calm, all the Cascades lit with the rays or sunset
The excitement of sitting in front of the Halloween party's camera, flirting and laughing as people passing through take hundreds of pictures of us. Eventually, we kiss.
A soft touch, a gentle, half muttered "meh." Her furry tail brushes across my lips as she tells me that it's time to eat.
A moment: We curl up. Soft, safe, warm. The party continues below, the weird mixes getting better as the night goes on and the DJ gets lazier. The smells from the potluck downstairs make odd combinations as they cool and combine, from the succulent to the sick.