For Anso, who requested:
Merry and Estella. Any rating.

Filled With Sun

Clear water eddied into the recessed pool, fresh against the summer heat.  Light shimmered brilliantly on the droplets caught in Merry’s hair and streaming down his body as he waded towards Estella on the Brandywine’s green shore.  But brighter still was the sunshine that rippled through his laughter as he reached for her hand and gently drew her from her seat in the grass.  It radiated from his very skin, wet from the river but hot against her through her thin shift.  Caught up in joy, there were no more shadows, no more nights; her Merry-love was filled with sun.