Midnight Silver
The scene was moonlit.
It was perfect, really, I thought in awe about being with Abe, out here on the ocean.
It may be after midnight by now, I guessed, as we sat, gently rocking on our surfboards, listening to the small waves crash and retract on the shore.
The moon was reflecting brilliantly off the water, casting a different light across the ocean. I noticed my silver bracelet that was so comfortable and light I had forgotten to take it off earlier, and gazed at the reflected beauty of the silver against the moonlight.
It was so different being out here in the dark, and the ocean looked so deep even where we were, floating on what seemed like black waters. As I looked around it seemed like the darker colour was also making different contrasting shapes, with the chan
