The bridge gives and bounces slightly with every step that they take, but it feels sturdy enough. She holds tightly on to his hand anyway and tries not to look down. The wind whips at her hair occasionally making it stream out behind her or wash across her face.
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Date: 2018-02-09 06:49 pm (UTC)From: