MAKE A WISH UPON A STAR

Developing from a mere egg to being borne that night was a big difference as Kassander made his way into the world, his other siblings would no doubt soon follow. He couldn?t see a thing, his puppy blue eyes labeling him blind as all pups were when they were first born. He rolled and stumbled around as the curious pup tried to find his way to his mother?s stomach. He nudged his way around and found his way to his mother?s stomach. He continued to curl up and suckle the milk that was provided for him. He was outside and in the lone and mean world. He paused for a brief second to yell out something that was incomprehensible.


The boy with the two moon crescents back to back resting on his back and the coloring of his nose similar is shape to his mums cried out once more and then went back to suckling. He was not normally loud, it just wasn't who he was. But that would develop over time. He was the first borne child of Raisa Xanilov and his name was Kassander Xanilov. Often times he would wear it like armor. But those days were to come. For now, Kassander could just sit there, unaware of the cold and evil in the outside world. He was the throneless prince.