[DarkForbidden-Love]

When Alexander told Dark that the shamrock was blue, Darl was confused momentarily. Dark's focaus was no longer on Alexander whose form had changed to fit is name but the shamrock that he had pulled from the grass. Dark memorized it carefully then closed his eyes attempting to imagine the shamrock as blue rather then emerald. "Is this what you mean, Alexander?" Dark hoped he had made the right choice connecting mind to soul, the physical body to the mental body.