[Tried something poetically, serene writing. I hope you guys like it.]
In the hush of the lone night, beneath the blanket of twinkling stars, a majestic Fire Kirin streaked across the sky like a comet ablaze. Its mane of flames danced in the wind, leaving a trail of fiery brilliance in its wake as it raced forward with unyielding determination.
Mounting atop the Fire Kirin, Kent sat in quiet contemplation, his gaze fixed ahead as he guided the creature through the darkened night sky. His hand rested gently on Lucy's head, the soft moonlight casting a halo around her sleeping form as she leaned against his shoulder, her features illuminated by the ethereal glow.
In the tranquil stillness of the night, Lucy's beauty seemed to transcend the ordinary, her peaceful expression radiant in the silver light of the moon. Her warm breath brushed against Kent's chest, a gentle reminder of the intimacy of their shared moment amidst the chilly night air.
