we'll never know what's up ahead

The pale prince didn’t have to search for very long before his father’s massive form was in his sights. Ghostly eyes settled on Chimera’s two toned form as his huge puppy paws carried him towards the King. Like him, Chimera preferred the darkness of night. Albion had a deep seated desire to make his father proud, to be just like him as he grew. He had a lot of catching up to do after his own cursed illness and that of his father.

His father’s one good eye fell on him as he approached, and the king greeted him by name. Albion was a quiet soul, only really speaking when spoken to. The boy moved to accept his father’s invitation to sit close beside him. He’d lower himself to his haunches as Chimera aimed to draw out his desires.

"I want to catch up.” The pup offered simply. "I was sick…” He tried to explain himself but not very well. How hard was it to ask for lessons. "I want to learn.” He finally ended with as his diamond eyes started out over the starry ocean.


"Albion Klein"