Talia sat on the soft grass as she took in the sight of the seemingly undisturbed nature around her. It was peaceful.
The tall rocks formed a natural shelter at the back and curved slightly on the sides, opening up fully to a majestic view of the lake in front.
The light noise from the festival that was on the other side of the lake, felt like it's miles away.
"This is where I come when I don't want anyone to disturb me.", Keith said while taking a seat next to Talia.
Keith made sure he doesn't sit too close to Talia because he didn't want to risk Talia chasing him away. There was enough space for a bulky person to sit between them.
"What do you think of this place?", Keith asked.
"It's beautiful."
Talia always loved nature. Plants and animals were better than people (and werewolves), in Talia's opinion.
Talia didn't feel like talking.