Scribble: Comma comma comma, period.

      Beneath the bright summer sun she sits, as deep azure pools stare out across the sea, the tiniest of sighs escaping from her lips. Pulling her folded legs closer, she leans back on the salt-kissed stone, stray granules of sand slipping through her fingers, and turns her gaze to the skies above.
      "Beautiful, isn't it?" comes a voice from behind, as high above, clouds drift lazily along unseen currents. "Told you it wouldn't be boring," he adds, running slender fingers through his hair.
      Turning to the tall young man behind her, she simply smiles, nodding ever slightly. With a tiny hand, she adjusts the flower in her hair, as the newcomer takes a seat beside her, careful to share as much of the perch as possible.
      "Thanks," she finally replies, the melody of her voice flowing atop the rolling waves.
      With no further words between them, they both stare skyward, one head slowly leaning against another, as lazily drifting clouds take shape, putting on a grand show...