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Default   #96   littl3chocobo littl3chocobo is offline
isn't that funny
he woke to a kiss, soft and sweet, like what he imagined his beauty to have done. the boy in his arms reminded him so much of his love he could almost not bear it, he reached out a hand to stroke the downy cheek, it was soft ad fine, already throws of adulthood but not yet there, this child was nearly a man despite his looks, as old as the prince. it made jerial sad to think that soon this strange and yet oddly compelling ompanion would soon throw away the cloak of childhood and become bound by the shackles of reality. he looked to the sky as a tear welled in his eye. he felt a sharp pain and became bitter. he made to brush away the tear when a fine-boned hand reached up to check, he pushed it away roughly but did not snap as it was only the child checking. he let the boy look to his heart's content and did not pull away as the other kissed his eyes, the pain receded but flared as the other pulled away. his heart hardened.

they drew soon to a village located on the edge of his lands, beyond here was the snow-queens country. he was pulled about by the lad and offered food and clothes by the frightened townsfolk. they knew who he was and what he would do if they offended him or dishonored his title and so went out of their way to please him. he was not. they were fed and dressed in the rough way of peasants, it did not suit the lad so the prince offered his fine cloak. only the joyful face of the boy spared the people of the town that eve as the sun set the clouds moved in bringing with them the queen's snow. he hurried inside pushing the boy along. the queen's spies could be out tonight and he would not let her see the boy lest she try to steal him away.
Last edited by littl3chocobo; 10-11-2011 at 10:49 AM.
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