They sat on top of a tall worn out building, their hands, feet and faces covered in earth. This was his favorite time of day, when they got off from work and climbed up the old building to watch the glowing ball in the sky, fall behind the city only to come back up the next day. Her strawberry blonde hair glistened in the last rays of sun.
"Kaperlii," he said. She turned and faced him, "it's getting cold, we should go."
"What? Afraid of the dark?" Kaperlii questioned. Everton blushed and turned away,
"No, just of Them." Her dust gray eyes narrowed and looked down upon the town
"You're right, They'll be out soon. Let's go." With that, t