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          There’s a first for everything–

                                                                                                                         First steps,

                                                                                                                         first word,

                                                                                                                         first kiss.

First visit to the beach. And what’s an unexpected trip without a traveling companion? Granted had the idea of exploration towards sea been one marvelous when pondered upon; though stories read concerning location would prove nothing in comparison to laying sights upon an actual view of the ocean. Lithely does a breeze carry the aroma of fresh salt, cerulean hues thus peering upon crashing waves before glancing downward frosty companion. 

      ❝Well, Olaf–?

                    Is it all you ever dreamed it’d be?❞

A light chuckle lips past grinning lips, as it was in fact his love for the warmth that had brought upon travel ideas to begin with.