The Stars Are My Chandelier
06-27-2014, 10:22 PM
Mis-colored orbs met back with the fae, keeping to the sky as long as he could. This time his smile wasn't charming or flirty; but instead it looked more of a pup learning something new. His eyes disred for the birds to be there. And his expression sure didn't hide it. "Well I hope they come up here like then did when I was little." He blinked a while too long, trying to remember the good times as a kid; even before Murrell was born was hard for him to remember. But those were truly the best days of his life: he was a prince in his parents eyes just through the blood he carried. "You ever wonder what it would be like to fly?" Walk "Talk" Think |
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