ocean water and a bridge.

There was nothing perfect about it. It was completely devoid of the glassy sheen that often coats the outside of more common relations. The waves that crashed upon those two were undeniably great, yet with every devastating tumble they took into the depths of the darkness would come a glitter of light leading to something greater, more powerful, and possibly capable of completely destroying both of their souls and snuffing out the hopeful glint still left in their eyes.