We arrived at the ruins of an old ancestral house; the posts and floorings are the only ones left, but it's not the house that we came here for, it's the lake. When I was younger, I used to put daisies on the water and watch them as they float. "This place looks great." he said watching the fireflies dancing on a not so far distance. The wind blowed just right, slightly blowing his curls to the side. The moon was shinning so bright, as the lake glistened upon its reflection. It was like a perfect place, perfect time, and a perfect..