They climbed up through the wet grass. Her dress caught on the gorse but she didn't stop. The wind came harder at the ridge. They stood together as the light broke through the clouds. Her hand found his.
No rules. No games. Only love.
Just the two of them and the wild Irish hills. She looked down the valley. Sheep moved like white stones across the green. The wind pulled at her hair, stung her cheeks.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
She felt the wind cut through her dress. The rain had started again, light but steady. She could feel it on her shoulders, her arms.
"Yes," she said. "I love it."
The cold made everything sharp. Real. The smell of wet earth and grass. The sound of wind through the valley.
Their own romantic escape.
They felt alive.
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No rules. No games. Only love.
Just the two of them and the wild Irish hills. She looked down the valley. Sheep moved like white stones across the green. The wind pulled at her hair, stung her cheeks.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
She felt the wind cut through her dress. The rain had started again, light but steady. She could feel it on her shoulders, her arms.
"Yes," she said. "I love it."
The cold made everything sharp. Real. The smell of wet earth and grass. The sound of wind through the valley.
Their own romantic escape.
They felt alive.
#elopement #ireland #hochzeitzuzweit #hamburgphotographer #weddingphotographer #hochzeit #wedding #destinationnorth #irland






