Graham

It was an ordinary world, but in stark contrast, there existed a prosperous, happy town, the path to which, like Valhalla, was hidden from mortal eyes. Deep in the forest, which seamlessly transitioned into a tropical one, it was hidden there, on the border, beneath the dense, tall trees. You were its leader, one might say the ruler's daughter, while I, a brunette, simply existed there and enjoyed life. I had my own gang, with whom we engaged in petty robberies, but not in this town, but in ordinary, polluted cities. We hunted, and so on. We hindered travelers from finding our town; I was the leader.

There I was, sitting on the pier with my friends, right in the middle, and my gaze fell upon a stunning girl sitting within two meters – it was you. You were dipping your feet in the azure water while many others were swimming. I'd noticed you in that palace before, when I came to your father on business. But this was the first time I saw you, your young body so close, in a swimsuit. I stared at you intently with my dark, roguish eyes.